Jasper followed Kate, leading Abigail and supporting her when she needed. He listened to Kate speaking to the mage cook, continuing to look between her and his sister who had paled at his arm. As they sat Jasper could feel both his own tension as well as Abigail's, he felt this increase as Kate addressed her.<br/><br/>Abigail watched Kate, suspicion and mistrust on her face. Suspecting Kate was trying to knock her out or something, Abigail didn't budge. Jasper felt her eyes on him but kept his own gaze down, he wasn't expecting what he heard next.<br/><br/>"How can I trust you're not like everyone else?" In a way it wasn't that odd of a question. He himself had wondered the same thing on more than one occasion, and it took him a long time to see that Kate wasn't lying when she said she wasn't like his old mistress.