Jasper, thus far, mostly enjoyed living his life as the nondescript second son of the Daphnels. He worked, escorted his sister around when Victor could not and really, just faded into the background most days. Or so he felt anyway. Not that he shied away from social connections like Bea did but he was a little slower at it than Victor or Oscar.

Jasper had followed his older brother into the study and had just taken a sip of his drink when Victor spoke. He coughed up a bit of the liquid in his mild surprise. He had known Victor was looking, of course, so he didn't know why he was so surprised. Yet he was. "You have?" He asked as he hastily grabbed out his handkerchief to wipe himself off.