Jasper wasn't sure when, if ever, he would get use to hear compliments of any sort. When he thought back he realized that Kate had told him so much about herself, and he had given very little in return. In his opinion there wasn't much to know as what he could remember was his life as a slave and pit fighter, things Kate already knew, or had some idea of. Thinking over the day, he tried to think of what he had liked. So many things had happened, some better than others.<br/><br/>"I liked meeting Ann." He admitted. "And seeing a bit of the area." With Malora he had had very little opportunity to see much of anything outside the stone walls and arena. It was nice being able to get some idea of the land. When Kate asked if he hurt, he wanted to say no. The physical injuries weren't causing any more pain than he could deal with, but it was the non-physical pain that he struggled with. It was a new feeling, and not one he knew how to express.<br/><br/>"The injuries are fine but..." Biting his lip Jasper tried to find the words to get the point across but failed. Sighing in defeat, his shoulders slumped slightly and his ears lowered.