Eva was fairly surprised at how understanding Jasper's dragon-side could be when not overwhelmed with the need to breed. The islander even smiled a bit at the thought of them managing to get along now that she was actively trying to right her own horrible wrongs. But when the dragon brought up the need to sleep with someone, she shivered softly. She'd stupidly been under the impression that Jasper just wanted to be close and even just needed someone, anyone, not realizing at that time that it had to be<i>her</i>and what that implied. The conversation continued on, but Eva had declined talking about who parted from her, leaving that as a topic of conversation for another day, or never. Her thoughts on the matter just brought her down emotionally as she finally reached over to grab one of the fish from the pile to bite into. The mention of the pile by Jasper and her lack of being able to see it just made the islander chuckle sadly. Seems she, or it, hadn't been thinking properly when she asked such a thing. Eva quietly finished her fish, tossing the bones into the river as well for it to continue its cycle when Jasper started to hesitate beside her. Instinctively, she wanted to move away, unsure of what the dragon was going to say next, but she fought the urge and was rewarded with some interesting information; albeit odd. "Mai... heartbeat." She frowned immediately. So all those times her heart started racing at the sight of certain things Jasper did since she became a dragon, she could hear those? The islander flushed in embarrassment and started controlling her breathing to get her heart back in order as well before speaking again. "Dat... makes sense. Na worries, mon. Just... ah, try not ta t'ink about why it might be racin' n' we be fine, copa?" She chuckled, almost nervously and went to grab another fish from the pile as time passed on.<br/><br/>Jasper's dinner etiquette was about as brash as her attitude, which didn't seem to surprise the islander at all. In fact, the dragon's appetite and eagerness to eat her cooking just satisfied her, instead. Even if she was a messy eater. Eva chuckled and reached up, brushing some scales off of Jasper's cheek as the dragon asked about the collar again. "Nah. Aye dun want dem ta t'ink of ya as my pet. Baht aye will be puttin' dat colla' on ya event'ally. Somet'ing about ya bein' unable ta take it back off prop'ly makes me happy. N' if aye<i>am</i>ya mate, dun aye own ya, ta some extent?" The islander grinned, knowing the dragon wouldn't be able to see her expression, but the slight increase in her heartrate should have passed on the elation easily.<br/><br/>Even as Jasper tried making light of the situation for her sake, Eva just shook her head softly. "Aye'll find da girl. Her face be buried in my mind. Baht...." She sighed and rubbed her face in her hands. "It<i>is</i>my fault dat ya blind. Dat powdah was meant fer me, not ya. Dat lil girl was just defendin ya. Ya found a fan dat actually likes dragons. She wasn't much'a fan ah me, doe. Baht... she was right ta t'ink n' say wah she did. Aye was everyt'ing she yelled at me." She didn't curl into a ball and cry, much as it was on her mind. Eva knew what she had done was wrong and that nothing she would ever do after would make up for it, but she could at least try. It did, however, bring a question to her mind. Raising a curious brow, she glanced over at Jasper. "Why'd ya pick me, Jaspah? Ya have da whole world ta pick fer ya mate, baht ya chose me. Ya got somet'ing wrong in da head..." she joked gently, rubbing the mark the dragon had left on her neck.