It was easy to see how as soon as Holt had looked away from her, Evaâ€™s lips had contorted into an adorable pout, and as soon as he looked back at her it was a polite smile once more. She did not like being told what to do, especially when it concerned what she did best and others welfare. â€œSee you all in the morning,â€ she said melodically and stood with a sweep of her dress as graceful as the swoop of a spring swallow. What help the well mannered, frail little doll was going to be able to give them was negligible. Could they have found no one better to give directions? No, thatâ€™s pretty much the only one they could rely on for accuracy in part due to her boldness and rather dangerous routine. She said her farewell in a polite courtesy to all, including Sydney, and headed off from the tavern and into the night, solemnly swearing she was up to no good.<br/><br/><br/>~<br/><br/><br/>With the breaking of the dawn not only did the birds began to sing and the sounds of the night were drowned by sunlight, but Miss Eva Kahn was making her way back into the city with a basket full of flowers slung over one arm. She took the normal entrance for the other hunters. Despite being out, what one could assume all night, or at least an early twilight run, she didnâ€™t appear to be tired. In fact, she appeared to be quite refreshed with a healthy glow about her. Her hair was perfectly groomed in a loose-curled mane and her jade eyes captured the sunlight perfectly. It wasnâ€™t that doe-eyed look that captured the attention of those within the city; but rather the fact that for the first time in the history of Needle, Eva was not wearing a dress nor her jewelry. She wore pants made of tight but pliable leather; black hunting boots and a supportive half â€“corseted shirt along with an emerald cloak that drew attention from the accentuated curves back to her emerald eyes.  While she knew she had just become the focal point of many townspeople they would simply stare and attempt to look away rather than say anything; just as the guards of the wall did when she went out that night.<br/><br/>She passed them with her flower basket; the one containing herbs and night blossoms necessary for her medicine. She passed right by Holt, and the two knights, though out of grabbing distance, and with so many people watching (as she had planned it so), they couldnâ€™t fully reprimand her without facing others. While they may not speak against a knight out of fear, Eva was well respected enough where it could have caused some good issue. She just smiled effortlessly her eyes first upon Holt, the older night, and then the younger. â€œI hope the morning finds you well, Holt, Sydneyâ€¦â€ she pauses at the other two. â€œâ€¦gentlemen.â€ she bows politely; only slightly due to the nature of her attire. There was that fresh and friendly smile once more as she continued walking right past them and to her shop which was not even out of eyesight.<br/><br/>She dropped the flowers within, humming about her work as she looked up only occasionally to see how many more were gathered. She had taken vials and placed them in a satchel at her hip; a lot of vials, and then came the bandages, the needles, and the threads. She took a few of the flowers and began grinding them, mixing them with a pinch of this among other things, steaming and draining them, and bottling the concoction. Instead of remaining in her shop for the remainder of the day, she headed outside with the bottle visible. Her attention focused solely on the boy with the bandaged arm that was leaning against the outside of the shop.  She handed over the draught. â€œThis should stop the stinging. Now what did I say about taking that bandage off?â€ she crouched down to his level and didnâ€™t dare look anywhere else but her eyes while she was scolding him.<br/><br/>â€œI wanted to show my friends. They didnâ€™t believe about the wolf---â€œ<br/><br/>Eva visibly sighed. â€œDrink up, and keep it covered. That is what I said before, and that is what I am saying now. Iâ€™m going to be gone for I donâ€™t know how long, and if you keep taking the bandages off then there will be no one here to keep the infection from spreading. She rose and put her hand on her hips. â€œHow do you think Iâ€™d feel having no one to come back to if you went off and died on me?â€ she said doing her best to be serious. The young boy believed her.<br/><br/>â€œAw, Miss Eva I wouldnâ€™t do that to you maâ€™am, noâ€¦â€ he looked apologetic. â€œIâ€™ll take care of it I promise, okay?â€<br/><br/>She nods satisfied, and messed up his hair with a well manicured hand before locking her shop and sending him off. It was then that she headed back to where the three, now four were waiting.  She gave this effortless smile to Holt; and it was then the man probably realized that while good natured and polite she was most likely quite stubborn. Had she been out all night? Well, no one saw her leave, as far as anyone would tell the outsiders. She could have been out for five minutes to the length of the entire night. She must have gotten sleep and had time to change back home with a bounce like that.<br/><br/>She brought a hand from tucking a strand of hair behind her ear down to check the pouch ensuring its security.  There was a slight pause as her eyes went over the knights once more; particularly over the young and pretty-but-no-so-handsome one, probably because he was pretty but-not-so-handsome and a young vibrant woman such as herself probably found pretty-but-not-so-handome pleasing to the eyes.  Her smile never faded; and her eyes continued to just drink in the sunlight as she waited by her now four companions.<br/><br/>And then there were five.