Jasper's attention shifts back to Luna as he sighs softly. " You poor thing. You poor, poor thing. I'm sorry that you have to go through." he mutters softly carefully and gently as to try not to hurt her he strokes her hair a sad look in his eyes. " if only I had the things I need to make it..." He softly begins to hum a lullaby his mother sang to him when he was young to try to calm Luna a little.