[He notes that she did not actually answer his question. It is one thing to be the Princess of the Night, and very much another to have her in your head. She has acquiesced, though, and antagonizing her will serve no purpose other than to make her suspicious.

Jeeves inclines his head. Him? Stubborn? Perish the thought!]

It would be the gravest of errors not to call on an expert of your caliber should I find myself unable to handle what dreams may come, madam. [Jeeves doubts he won't be able to handle it.] You will forgive me any insult, but I pray it does not become necessary.