Jasper's ears were flat against his head as Kate talked about her family and how her father would want to interrogate him. He curled in on himself, looking up when he felt Kate's hand on his paw. He met Kate's gaze as she spoke, trusting her to not go back on what she said. As she fetched the knapsack and placed it beside him, Jasper stood and investigated the bag while Kate left to dress.<br/><br/>He wasn't sure what to make of all this. He was becoming more relaxed around Kate, almost comfortable, but what about with others? He knew he still had a long way to go, but if what Kate was saying about others like Ann and Peel was true, maybe he could learn to let others into his life. It had been a safety thing that had forced him not to let others in, to get too close in case they hurt him again.<br/><br/>His ears twitched when Kate returned, and he soon felt himself being scooped up into her arms. He purred softly at the petting, his eyes closing slightly as he enjoyed the feeling. When he was placed in the bag, he looked around before back up to Kate. Finally he settled down, curling up on the blanket and tucking his feet under himself. His ears perked up and listened to the other voices he heard, though he remained in his place, putting his trust in Kate.<br/><br/>Jasper didn't move much until Kate was settled in the carriage and was asking him if he wanted to be held. Hesitating, he eyed the fox-girl, taking a small step towards her. He didn't know what he wanted. Being held and petted felt good, amazing even, but part of him knew this wasn't right.