As if on queue now, Jasper had managed to push herself in front as the target again and suffered for it. Whatever was in that bag intended for Eva had been splashed all over Jasper's face instead. The girl, having gotten the wrong target, and then horribly freaked out over the reaction of someone she considered a hero, ran back to the village in horror. Meanwhile, Eva looked on, unsure what to do for Jasper as she panicked and cleaned off her face, even dunking her head under the water for long intervals. What was in that powder? The islander frowned when she saw Jasper's eyes, already knowing what the poor woman was going to say before she said it. Eva jogged over and gingerly placed her hand on the dragon's shoulder, hoping the woman wouldn't lash out at her, but prepared for if she did. "Jaspah... calm down. The powdah's alreadeh worked into ya system, mon. The... the struggling is only gonna make it worse..." At least that was her experience with such concoctions. "Ef aye can find some of dat on da ground, aye can maybe find'ah cure..." It was a long stretch, but maybe it was doable. The first order of business, however, was to calm Jasper down. "Jaspah, let's git ya outta da river and..." The woman paused, looking down at the woman's body for the first time with, ironically, clear vision. Of<i>course</i>she had to be stunning. "Git ya clothed...." she muttered, finishing her sentence. "Fallah mai voice, aye'll lead ya." She placed the dragon rider's hand on her shoulder and started guiding her from the water, mention whenever there was a hill or slope until they were back at her clothes. Eva refused to look back until the woman was clothed again. "Aye'll gatha the bits n' you git dressed." She started scouring the forest floor for any more of that powder, but it seemed to be a fruitless endeavor.