Jasper felt himself be pulled aside and pulled his attention back to Kate. He shook his head to her first question, then reconsidered. Whenever Malora or Draco had spent any time at an inn, he had always stayed outside with the animals. But there were rare moments when he had been forced into his Savannah cat form and showed off at fancy restaurants, and during events hosted by the couple. Though during those times he had been fed scraps, or various things he didn't know the name of.<br/><br/>He considered Kate's next question. He was almost always in his feline form when brought into public viewing, unless of course he needed to carry something, or perform some other task.<br/>"Sit at the mistress' feet, stay quiet, do what I'm told." He listed off, not meeting Kate's eyes. It was an automatic response, one he knew well. When Kate said she wanted him to sit across from her, he closed his eyes and let out a shaky breath. Was he nervous? Heck, yes. But he knew Kate was trying her best to retrain him. He opened his eyes as she took his hands. He once more shook his head when Kate asked if he had been allowed table food. Apart from the small moments when Malora may have been showing off how good her slave was, he had always had scraps, or what he could steal.<br/><br/>He made to answer her final question on whether or not he could read, but stopped with a sigh.<br/>"No." He answered. He could recognize some words, but it had never been a priority, or even given thought to teach him to read. He felt like a disappointment to Kate. He was more of a problem then anything. Malora had always focused more on his physical appearance, often hiding the wounds and bruises with spells.