"It wouldn't change anything tangible, no, but it might change how you feel." From where Albert's sitting, he can tell Jet never didn't care. There's a difference between not caring and burying your feelings so deep that you simply convince yourself that you don't have them. Jet may not care about some things, most frustratingly his own safety, but he clearly cares about this. Whether that's good or bad is open to debate.

With no preamble, Albert reaches over to take Jet's hand, sliding his gloved fingers between the younger man's longer digits and giving a soft squeeze. "It's up to you, but other than maybe some closure, you're right. It won't change anything."

There's a subtle shift in meaning with how he says that. It's meant to be comforting, a declaration that it may not change things for the better but it certainly wouldn't change anything for the worse either. It wouldn't change how Albert views Jet in the slightest no matter what decision he makes.