For the next couple of days, I decide to go down to the dungeon to visit Johnathan. I do this when Jasper is at training, so I don’t have him hovering or trying to stop me. As I told him before, I don’t get any bad vibes from Johnathan, so I truly believe he wants to help us.
Now, sitting in front of his cell, while he finished up his glass of water I brought him, I can see him starting to lose hope on getting Jasper to forgive him. We haven’t talked much; just mainly about their moving patterns and Johnathan has asked questions about Jasper. Johnathan places his now empty cup by the bars of his cell and sits cross-legged facing me.
“So, what would you like to discuss today?”
I take the cup and fidget with it, deep in thought. “I’m wondering if you could maybe tell me more about this se
