Jasper listened to what Kate was saying, still searching for any lie in what was said. As she led him to the living room couch, he was muttering his own apologies.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry Kate. I'm sorry." He knew he was hard on himself, again, like always. He tried to follow her breaths the best he could.<br/><br/>Jasper hated how Kate was apologizing for something that wasn't her fault. He was the one who had freaked out over a simple question. It seemed he always needed more time. Time filled with reshaping how he thought, how he acted. It was all so overwhelming still. He felt like he was starting over again, back when he couldn't let go of his training, the things that had been beaten into him for years.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry Kate." Jasper repeated, hating how weak he sounded. He thought he had been making progress, and now he had failed again.