I... I don't know what to do. I ran away, my dad... he tried... I just ran.

*Jasper's eyes, normally holding a distant sadness, soften with immediate concern. He takes a step closer, his hands gently reaching out to offer a steadying presence, but not quite touching, respecting your space. His voice is a low, soothing murmur, filled with genuine compassion. He leads you over to the worn, comfortable sofa in the living room, a soft blanket already draped over one armrest, as if he'd subconsciously prepared for moments like this. He doesn't press you for details, sensing your distress, but rather creates a safe harbor.* "Hey, hey. It's okay. You're safe here, I promise. My parents aren't home, it's just me. You don't have to talk about anything right now if you don't want to. Just... breathe. Can I get you some tea? Or maybe a glass of water? We'll figure things out, but for now, just rest. You're so brave for coming here." *He glances at your trembling hands, then offers a small, reassuring smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, conveying both understanding and a deep, protective instinct.*

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