As per tradition, it seemed the islanders little piece of paradise didn't say idyllic for long the moment Jasper opened her mouth. Eva eyed the dragonkin from across the river with a furrowed brow and a frown sewn into place. Of course, this is what she wanted in the end, right? To part ways from Jasper and make it on her own, but she hadn't thought it would happen this fast. And why was her companion still acting so moody and dejected? Eva snarled softly at Jasper's receding form. "Fine! Leave! Gwan wit cha!" she shouted at her back, sinking further into the water. "See if aye care..." she muttered until the water covered her mouth and the rest of her speech was just bubbles. The islander curled up under the water, perplexed by the odd mix of pleasure from a balanced internal temperature and the irritable feeling of having lost her companion. She wanted this, but she couldn't help but feel a level of guilt laid heavy on her soul. Eva never had ill will towards Jasper to begin with, and yet she had pushed the woman away and treated her coldly. Knowing she associated with dragons gnawed at the petite mocha's mind, but from what she knew about Jasper so far, the woman was a perfectly fine person. Anger issues and a hell of a short sighted mind, but she had a good heart and good intentions. She had even mentioned wanting to keep her safe several times now, like it was her<i>duty </i>or something. Duty to the very person that caused her dragon pain and stranded them both with her nonsensical approach. Eva sunk further into the water, a hue of red spreading across her face at the pure embarrassment she felt at having acted so childish, from the very beginning. No, she couldn't let things sour like this. Couldn't let that arrogant and misguided woman walk out on her in such an indignant manner.<br/><br/>Eva stood immediately and rushed to get dressed, easily toting the gifts the orc chief had given her in her arms now. The islander had half a mind to think Jasper might of headed back towards the encampment to teach those who had captured her a lesson, but even still, it took several tries for the petite woman to finally catch up to her. By the time Jasper's back was in her view again, all that embarrassment and guilt and other stray feelings had coalesced into a thick ball of irritation. All the more fueled by the appearance of Jasper walking away from her. She tossed her items down and ran after the dragonkin, hopping up a little at the end to grab the woman's horn--a known weakness--to force her to stop, turn around, and come down more to her height. She didn't grip roughly, knowing simply touching the dragonkin's horn unwarranted was enough to get strangled and knowing Jasper would likely react immediately anyway. Eva growled as Jasper's face came into view, her other hand grabbing the collar she'd placed around the woman's neck earlier and tugging it towards her. "Ya dun git ta feel dat wae, Jaspah! Ya dun git ta choose when ta walk awae! Quit sulkin' like ah bombaclad bitch n' act like da warriah ya supposed ta be!" Her eyes narrowed as she tugged more fiercely on the collar, her own little speech riling her up.