"A pack?" she questioned, then nodded, lips pursed knowingly. It was always a demon snake. Get ya every time. When he grabbed up his good-god-damned star-forged magical ax and tossed it to her spirit friend, she stared in shock and amusement, then lifted slightly before sinking back into the cushion after Thor sat beside her. "I'm glad my character wasn't in question, then..." the lightning wielder smirked.
Mentally, she was all charged up - she wanted to talk to her bros. Revelations were swirling around in her mind and she wanted to do some research and maybe even tap Rhia for some incite. But apparently, she seemed exhausted. When Thor yawned, Eva yawned too. His weight against her made a small laugh come into her chest. It'd been a regular 'oof!' moment.
"I can go, then. You can get a good night's sleep, but I'm glad we've made some headway," Eva said as she rested her head in a friendly gesture against his shoulder. Zap then leaned forward and minor made a noise of protest and pulled the ax closer to the bed so it wouldn't be taken away. She rolled her eyes. "No one's stopping you," she assured. Nor was anyone stopping her, at that point. But her butt had been sewn into the cushions, apparently. She leaned back again and sighed, the scent of the candles (most of which had almost burnt out) filled her nostrils and she closed her eyes.
"Five more minutes..." she joked, almost in a whisper. After a few minutes, she slumped over and her mouth fell slightly agape.