Jasoon listens as the ferret talks for her. "I see." he says softly. Not sure whether it was nice to meet her or not. He tries to follow and then the twins wake up. He shhh's them and Myxi settles back in. He watches with his mind as Luka runs up and takes her free hand. He felt a tinge of pain at this. He hoped his son didn't get attached. She might hurt him as well. Women hurt him. He learned that lesson hard since he was seventeen. He looks in her direction. Blushing at the kind words. "Yes. They are...wish I could truly see my precious gems." he whispers. Blinking he lets her grab his hand. Though he flinched when she did. He eeped as he was pulled inside. He bites his lip. Trembling for a moment. Listening to Tax talk. "Four days...she has?" he echoes. Thinking and then speaks. "Why would she travel a long way to get me? I'm damaged goods. My ex-wife said that. All the time so it must be true." he whispers. His tone that of someone who is broken inside.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Luka pipess up. "Mommy is scary. You won't let mommy get near daddy will you miss Lyuma?" he asks cutely. "Please don't let mommy..." he muffedly talks as Jason covers his mouth. Waiting until he moved his hand. "...hurt daddy anymore." He finishes. Stubbornly getting out what he wanted to say.</span>