[When the invitation reaches his ears, Jasper rubs his nose and tries to look anywhere else. He thinks of how these minor introductions are an occasion shared between friends. For the first time on this trip, he looks shaken. He looks the mare over and takes half a step over. One bare palm rests gently across her neck.]
If you wish. I hardly see the point.
[He falls silent after a moment, performing an admirable job of directing his eyes to the floor.]
no subject
If you wish. I hardly see the point.
[He falls silent after a moment, performing an admirable job of directing his eyes to the floor.]