Jasper did his best to remain calm and relaxed, allowing whatever this process was to take place. It wasn't as difficult as he had first thought and before long Jasper was as relaxed as he could ever remember being. He noted Kate's hand in his, enjoying the warmth and comfort it provided.<br/><br/>As Kate's memory was seen, Jasper felt a suddenly overwhelming feeling of protection. He never wanted anything to happen to her and would do everything he could to protect her from whatever may happen.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Matt had seemingly disappeared. The guards stood in the center of the cross ways, looking confused as they searched for the kid, they knew they couldn't return empty handed. Matt held his breath as one of them passed close to his hiding place, closing his eyes as their shadow fell on him. He had managed to squeeze into the small space between the wall of a shop, and a stack of chopped wood outside.<br/><br/>He wondered for what felt like the hundredth time why he had taken off. He wouldn't be in this mess if he had simply sucked it up. When he saw the guards turn down a path, Matt took the opportunity to dart from his hiding place and run in the opposite direction. Unlucky for him he paid more attention to where he was coming from then where he was going. He felt himself collide with something and fell back onto the snowy ground. Peering up through his hair at what it had been, his whole body froze as he recognized the guard he had attacked on his initial escape.<br/><br/>Matt felt the man's hand at his neck before he saw it. Scratching at it as he was lifted from the ground, Matt did his best to pull away.<br/><br/>"Well, well, look what we've got here." The guard laughed, gripping the boy tighter. "Oh, Malora will be happy you're back." Without really thinking, Matt spat in the man's face, earning a snarl and a hard fist to the side of his head. Rendered unconscious, Matt fell limp in the man's grip who proceeded to toss the boy over his shoulder and turn back in the direction he had been coming. Slapping a thick pair of cuffs around the boy's wrists, and a collar around his throat, the guard left him with the supplies and went in search of Malora to bring her the good news.