"There's no shame in admitting that you're hurting, Jason." She watches with concern as Jason puts his head into his hand. She looks in sadness when he flinches away from her, clearly expecting a blow that will never come. And then he flinches again when she mentions clothes. "Of course the kids would get some new clothes too. They'll be a gift from me, so you don't have to worry about paying me back." Sable nods when he asks about giving him a choice. "You got it. No catch what so ever. Just clothes for the sake of having clothes." Sable hopes that by giving him choices, it would start to ease some of the damage that years of abuse had beaten into him. When he's a little bit stronger, she'll let him make choices about meals and things like that. As well as letting him cook if he wants to. It takes all of Sable's will not to get up and try helping him when he falls. There is no stopping the gasp from her when his birthmark is revealed. Any doubt that he is Prince Jasurai vanishes. "Jasu-Jason, are you alright?" She slips out of her chair, kneeling at floor level but still giving him space. It wouldn't do to stress him out when he's already exhausted.