Leaning into the hug, Jasper let out a soft sound of frustration. When he could once more see Kate's face he tilted his head to the side, confusion on his face at her words.<br/><br/>"But how are...?" He started to ask but shook the thought away, following Kate into the kitchen. He didn't know how well he would do at not hiding his feelings, but he would try.<br/><br/>As soon as the pair entered the kitchen, Jasper crinkled his nose at the strong scent of spilled ink. Looking at his sister and Matt, he could easily see why. The two were frozen, both splattered in ink, with more pooling on the floor from a steady drip from the table.<br/><br/>"I know this looks bad but..." Matt started, holding his hands up in a surrender position, ink dripping from his hair and down his face.<br/><br/>"But someone here thought it would be fun to 'finger-paint' and pour nearly a whole bottle of ink in my lap." Abby finished, sending a glare in Matt's direction who simply smiled, looking a little guilty.<br/><br/>Jasper looked from the mess, to Kate, and back again, wondering how the mage was going to react to this. He hoped his own problems were forgotten for the moment, but soon Abby was turning her attention on him.<br/><br/>"Is everything okay Jasp, you looked a little uneasy when you left." She was genuinely concerned, but judging from the way Jasper's ears flatten on his skull, and looked ready to bolt, it had not been the right move.