The days were inching by too slowly. The last three days alone were almost enough to drive the poor woman mad. Eva was conflicted with herself. It was made more than clear that Jasper had dragon blood in her, as much as the islander would have rather believed otherwise. But she put stock in Jasper, had started something of a friendship with the woman, and now all of that was supposed to disappear? Eva clutched the book tight in her hands and glanced over at the creature chained to the wall. Her feelings were a mess and the constant struggling from that thing on the wall was just making everything worse. Was there a possibility she had liked Jasper? She didn't know the woman was part dragon when she found her; only that she associated with the beasts. There were enough explanations to account for her horns and tongue, right? Eva curled herself up around the tome and clutched it tighter as the beast thrashed once more against her bindings. She never approved of anything suffering, even that of her enemy, but if she even went near that thing, she was going to be permanently marked and then... The islander stood up suddenly. Unable to even think of the possibilities, she spent the night outside the cave and as far as her responsibilities would allow of her. By the time morning came, she couldn't wait to get down to the river and maybe wade in the water a little longer than necessary.<br/><br/>This was the final day. The tribal healer stared down at her hands floating atop the rather calm side current, the water washing over her palms. She sighed heavily, still uncertain of many things. Eva knew, at least, that she had affection for the amazonian woman; someone that had been through as much shit as they had together, it was hard not to build an appreciation for the person. An appreciation that had long since solidified before the healer had even thought on whether the target of her affections was a dragon or not. The dragon may have selected her as her mate, and from what she read today, it was actually permanent, but she didn't want the dragon at all. Eva plunged her hands into the water and dug her fingers into the mud below her. With her shoulders hunched and her body trembling, she cried away her emotions.<br/><br/>By the time Eva made it back to the cave, her eyes were irritated, but her face was eerily calm and collected. She entered the cave and gave a soft wave to Jasper, barely acknowledging the dragon as she settled into her daily routine of getting their food fixed up. They were starting to run out and the healer had to get crafty with what she presented. Eva wasn't foolish enough to have her back on the creature as she worked, but her focus had been somewhat stunted from her episode at the river and the confusion that still swirled in her head.