Jasper felt himself getting pulled back to the changing room, and nearly collapse in a chair as his legs refused to hold him up any longer. He tried to get his breathing under control, trying to do as Kate said and take deep breaths. When we was no longer near hyperventilation, he hastily whipped the tears that had slipped down his face away, angry with himself at how weak he was. He kept his eyes down, not wanting Kate to see his shame and anger. He felt her take his hands and unconsciously gripped them like a lifeline, seeing how shaky he had become once again.<br/><br/>With a shaky sigh, Jasper looked up to Kate, hating how vulnerable, and helpless he felt. He had always seen himself as being able to handle whatever was thrown at him, taking on the biggest of brutes, and always testing his limits...until he had fallen into submission. Sure, he still faced every struggle, but felt he had lost part of himself.<br/><br/>He simply nodded when Kate asked to hug him.