"I see..." She says, taking note. Simply hiding was not enough; you had to have a friend. Was connection, personal connection, another way to combat the curse? Worth a try, so far!

"I do not know who your brother is," Eva cheerfully admits, "But if someone says he is your brother, I will tell him you did not stab me, even when I asked you to."

Which was either very kind, or merely very contrary of you, Loki. And potentially very dangerous, indeed.

"Oh! Friends! I should—" She pulls away, reaching for her belt-pouch, which is... empty, of course. Or no wait, was it in the other? No. No, not there either, "Oh, it's all gone."

Wait. Oh no. Oh that could be extremely bad. That could be very, very bad indeed.

"Oh, it' all gone."