Eva continued to search the ground in vain as it didn't appear any of the product had even reached the grass. Still, she searched quietly, refusing to tear her eyes away from the ground as the woman got dressed beside her. When it sounded like Jasper was clothed and walking toward her, Eva sighed softly. "Not'in' here..." she whispered, slowly raising herself from the ground and wiping off the dust. She muttered a few soft curses under her breath as she rubbed the small wound on the back of her head. In a matter of moments, the open wound was sizzled shut at the expense of yet another scar, but at least this one was hidden in her own thick mane of dreads. "Jaspah, stay still, aye need ya face." It was a vague explanation, but soon the islander was on the tip of her toes and inspecting the woman's face while she cradled it in her hands. Ignoring the way her heart immediately started to beat faster staring at Jasper this close, she let the woman for after a few moments with a sad sigh. "Not'ing. Der be nuttin' on ya face aye can use ettah." Eva folded her arms over herself and rubbed at her arms. "Regroup et is. Follow mai voice, Jaspah, aye'll walk slow fer ya, copa?" She took the dragon rider's hand once more and placed it on her shoulder. True to her word, she tried to get Jasper back with as few tumbles as possible.<br/><br/>Once the cave was in sight, she guided Jasper to sit down in the nest she'd made herself and went about searching the sacks for certain herbs. If she couldn't figure out what the crap was, perhaps she could at least reverse it still. "Aye might have somet'ing in here ta help ya, or at least calm ya. Ef aye can't heal et, aye'll make da journey back to da village and git dat<i>girl</i>..." She ended with a growl, fully knowing the journey was a day's trip, but she didn't care. Her worry only rested with whether Jasper would be okay by herself. The islander paused rustling in her sacks for a long moment as she wrestled with the next suggestion and whether to even ask it. "Jas.... nnngh. Jaspah. Wat about ya.... ya dragon side. Es her senses more... attuned? Maybeh ya can tap inta her to help enhance yaself?" Asking her to purposely present her dragon was both a frightening and draining task. Eva was still coming to terms with the fact that Jasper was likely right, at least about the dragons. But it was years and years of suppressed rage and faulty action that guided the islander's habits and they weren't going to go away just over night. The likelihood that Jasper even felt comfortable enough to do so around Eva was unlikely anyway. The woman was injured and couldn't see, so if she needed to defend herself against Eva, it would have been a harder task. This was a situation Eva knew wouldn't happen, but also didn't bring up for fear of Jasper's reaction.