Sufficed with a job well done, Eva put the remaining salve in her hand back onto the leaf and tied it up so the salve could be used at a later time, if needed. She had to admit, making such a hulking creature purr at her own whims was something the islander didn't want to give up, and so she tucked the salve away on her person to administer herself, only. The petite mocha raised off the forest floor and brushed herself off as Jasper started poking around the figurative bush for answers as to why Eva was how she was. The topic was a sore spot for her and so, at first, she simply scoffed softly and turned away to the fire, sitting down and plucking one of the various fish for herself. The question seemed to instantly put the islander into a sour mood. It wasn't magic that had her operating as she did, but she was more than happy to let the stranger sitting across from her think so. Instead, she offered up information about the salve instead, to at least add to the conversation.<br/><br/>"Aye was raised'ah healah n' mai village. Dat salve es wanna da tings dat was passed down ta meh." She gestured vaguely to the residue left on Jasper's stump before finally digging into the fish. Her body visibly eased as it finally received the nutrients it had been crying for for hours. Whatever she had injured internally was starting to settle enough that the pain wasn't a constant throb anymore. Leave it to her to remember plants and herbs for her goddamn enemy, but not herself. It was unlikely any outside ointments would effect her internal problems anyway, though. Chowing down into the fish at her fingertips, the islander was just happy to have food and a place to sleep tonight during a rather uncertain time. Even as the giant before her started relaying the difficult news, she found herself simply shaking her head. How had they gotten out that far, anyway? She shook her head and took another healthy bite of the fish before tossing one at Jasper to chew on. "Sound like ya need ya streng'tah wit ya. Eat up, Jaspah." When a few more minutes of silence had stretched between them, Eva felt the need to reach out and ask, "Ya horn. Aye nevah saw anyting like 'ow ya reacted before. Wah's et about'dah salve aye made? None react dat wae before, doe." She was honestly curious whether it was the horn or her salve and she couldn't deny a part of her wanted to get that reaction again. It was almost cute in its complete 180 of her company's typical personality.