Eva sighs, heaving out all of her previous rage at Tauriel, hoping to start fresh again. She isn't happy about it, but there's more important things to worry about right now, and she clearly has good intentions.

"There are spirits here, too?" Thats just what she needs. She rubs at her face with a hand, turning to Neil. "What even is here?" If he's up to talking, maybe she can get something like a straight answer from him, instead of the impossible half-explanations she's been getting.

He's clearly avoiding this subject, unhappy with her prying. Well, bucko, she's unhappy with your bed-ridden bullshit so, deal. "Seriously, Mr. Avoidance, what's wrong with you?"