Abigail couldn't understand this woman. Was she pitying her? She didn't want it. Abigail had survived this long on her own, she didn't need some mage coddling over her like she was a child. Crossing her arms, Abigail listened to the rest of what Kate had to say before watching her move to the couch. Carefully, Abigail sat down on a chair facing the couch. She wanted a little distance from the mage. Spending most of her life alone made social interactions a little difficult, if not unpleasant.<br/><br/>Jasper lowered his ears from where he stood beside Kate. This was all his fault. He had just been reunited with his sister and now she was already upset with him. He knew she hadn't always been like this, but whatever had happened to her here had caused her to be closed off and cautious, almost hostile at times. He watched both Kate and Abigail sit down, Abigail placing some distance between them. Approaching the couch, Jasper stopped before sitting.<br/><br/>"May I?" He asked, indicating the place next to Kate.