It's fine. The fool got himself killed finally, so it's just an unpleasant, old topic. That's all. It's not like he can really hurt me anymore.

[She leaned back and closed her eyes, sighing softly.] I'm not jealous over your master. I'm jealous of your master. The level to which you crave to be the only person she ever sees, loves... that you'd hate to share her with anyone, even if it was with yourself...

Is she dead?