Jasper's... face, around her gem, kind of wrinkles up in disgust at that statement before the sneeze even enters into the equation – she's about to interrupt with an angry rebuttal when she's abruptly treated to a spray of unpleasant human face liquids.

Thank the stars she's too tall for it to have gotten on her face.

That sort-of-nose wrinkle progresses into a full on furiously revolted grimace.

"That's disgusting," she snaps, her voice a miserable croak, as she holds her damp snotty hand out in front of her. "Did that come out of your face??"