Follow Eva out.

While the others eventually go their separate ways for the time being, you make sure to keep your eyes on Eva after what just happened. You follow behind her a street away, and catch up with her once she's alone. There she stops against the back of a building, and she leans there to stare up at the sky. She then notices you, and this brings her joy.

"Are you sure you're all right? You know, after swallowing the crystal star," you ask.

She pats her stomach. "Yeah. I actually feel great... Thank you again."

"I'm glad you told them," you say softly as you stop beside her. "And hey, if you're right, you just added even more spells to your repertoire, without needing to carry around that little trinket. Sounds handy to me."

"Mhm! And it was yummy."

You chuckle. Then you stroke a finger down her cheek, and stare long into her eyes as the two of you stand there beneath the shade of the building. "If you need anything else, let me know. It's been weird lately."

She takes a subtle step forwards. Her eyes flicker up and down your body. "Actually," she whispers quietly. "There is something."

"And what's that?"

Breathing loudly through her nose, she stares up at you, almost with an expression of frustration. "Y-You teasing me at the ladder--" Then her thighs pull together. She shifts uncomfortably--hips wiggling left and right. Then after playing with the hem of her miniskirt for a moment, she slips those fingers up, and shudders as they touch directly against a currently very sensitive spot with nothing at all between her touch and her bare skin.

"A little pent-up now?" you ask as you touch a hand to her thigh.

"N-No," she lies.

With that hand, you reach around and tug her in closer by the butt. "Yet you're touching yourself," you whisper.

"I can't help it." She shivers. "You g-gave me quite the rush. And then the stuff with Niki." She purses her lips and looks up into your eyes.

Your other hand holds her cheek, and you guide her head closer towards you. "Can you feel that breeze?"

"Yeah," she barely says--mostly just mouthing it. "Because.. B-Because its... w-wet."

Then you place a long, warm kiss against her lips. She stumbles in place, as if she's struggling to stand up straight, especially when you slide your entire hand around one cheek of her soft, perky ass to pull her in tight against your body. You feel the back of her hand push against your groin, as it was caught still playing around the front of her skirt. When she frees it, you enjoy the sensation of it grazing up your growing shaft.

You peek over her shoulder. It's barely visible, but that magic string is still there, drifting off around the corner to its target somewhere else.