Jasper felt himself being picked up. He knew it was Kate and that she wouldn't hurt him, but still he tensed, trying hard not to struggle. When Kate settled him over her shoulder and spoke to him, he did as she said, trying to relax. Her pats on his fur caused a small purr, encouraged by her words Jasper allowed it to grow a little as he slowly relaxed. He hated being told he couldn't fight, and showed this with a flick of an ear. Fighting was what he was made to do, or so he had been raised to believe, and being told he couldn't do it was hard to accept.<br/><br/>He knew he was exhausted, even Kate knew, but he didn't take up the offer to sleep. Instead, he rested his chin on Kate's shoulder, and unconsciously leaned into her touch.