Once all the soup from the first bowl was done Jasper stopped feeding Tristina. He started eating his own food. Jasper casually noted that Tristina started blushing and fidgeting in her rope. What was she thinking about he wondered with a smile on his face.<br/><br/>"So, what did this walking corpse do to awaken your ire, exactly?" She asked with mild curiosity. Jasper stopped eating an left the spoon in the bowl. He leaned back in his chair.<br/><br/>"Well if you must know this walking corpse as you put it. He happened to have stolen my life. I will get it back no matter how long it takes." Jasper was extremely serious as he said this. He stared at Tristina intently for a bit before he continued eating the soup. When he was done eating he stood up and grabbed her again and moved her to the bed.<br/><br/>"Hope you don't mind the bed." Jasper made sure her head was on the pillow and pulled the blanket over her. Jasper then laid down on the floor next to the bed.<br/><br/>"I hope you will sleep well." Jasper said before he closed his eyes and thought about the events of the day. Strange the woman seemed to keep his curse at bay he thought as he idly scratched at his tattoo it was warm and pleasant. It was the first time in a long time that he didn't feel that incessant itching.