At the sound of his name Jasper flinched a bit, expecting a slap or something along those lines, but just like before it never came. He continued to listen to Kate. Never owning a slave? wasn't that what nobles did? Jasper was confused by this but tried not to let it show. Instead he focused on his breathing which had increased ever so slightly without his knowledge. At the mention of going to town he was overcome with memories of being weighted down by boxes and other things, mocked, and scorned for both his appearance and position as his Master and Mistress turned a blind eye, continuing with their spree. He was just an animal to them after all.<br/><br/>He looked at her hand skeptically while listening before tentatively reaching for it with his own, which he noticed was slightly trembling. When she said she didn't fear him Jasper wasn't sure what to think. All his life he had been seen as an abomination for what he was, never treated like an actual person before, and here this girl was treating him beyond what he felt he deserved.