Delmar might falter away from what he was saying but Jet doesn't forget it. It's noted, but set to one side since the man seems to be uncomfortable with taking it any further than that. Perhaps later.

"About me?" Said with the air of someone either unused to talking about himself, or so used to those around him knowing so much that they don't need to ask. "Mm. I'm twenty-five, been called Jet Star since I was sixteen." He pauses, then smiles. "Sometimes I just say things, too. Don't think that the things you say don't matter. It's from you, it's from what makes you, and that's important."