Jasper watched Kate, worry eating away at him until she approached and brushed his hand with her own. He wanted to pull her close and let her know everything would be okay as she had done for him so many times, but he restrained. Looking to Matt, Jasper could see that he looked exhausted, worn out. A spark of familiarity struck him and he tried in vain to remember but nothing came. Turning to follow Kate, Jasper thought about asking Kate, she may be able to help him with this.<br/><br/>Abigail watched the two leave, choosing to stick around Matt. The boy looked a little lost. Keeping her distance for the time being, Abigail heard the paintings speak to him.<br/><br/>Matt kept his eyes down, glaring daggers at the floor. When the second painting spoke up he thought he would lose it. Without giving an answer, Matt turned and trudged back the way they had come. Reaching the door, he slid down the wall opposite it, burying his face in his knees. Abigail had followed him, and she sat next to him.<br/><br/>"You okay?" She asked. Matt didn't move or show any sign that he had acknowledged her presence. When she got no reply, Abigail tried again.<br/><br/>"Jasper knows what you're going through. He was a slave to Malora too not that long ago." She felt more than saw Matt move, his eyes trained on her with a hint of suspicion. "You could always talk to him, or even Kate, I'm sure she'd understand."<br/><br/>"Pretty sure Kate's starting to wonder why she bothered with me." Matt muttered, facing the door across from them. Abigail felt a strong urge to protect this boy. Carefully she rested her arm around his shoulders, giving a little squeeze.<br/><br/>"I'm sure that's not true. You two just need to get use to each other." She was speaking from experience, having gone from hating the mage to seeing her almost as a sister. Abigail felt Matt lean into her side and within a few moments he was still as sleep overtook him.<br/><br/><br/>Jasper was lost in thought as he followed Kate. He was trying to dig up the past and that was proving to be a lot harder, and more painful than he would have liked. When he had reached yet another dead end he finally looked to Kate for help.<br/><br/>"Kate...can I...can you..." He released a frustrated sigh before trying again. "I know Matt from somewhere, I just...don't know how." Jasper turned his gaze downward, why was this so difficult?