Jasper Pov
I don't know what the f**k he's trying to get at. I can smell the liquor on his breath. I push away all my reservations and saunter to the bathroom door. I attempt to open it, but am immediately taken aback.
"Back off, You greedy f***s. Give Gin some time to adapt, she'll come out when shes ready."
The voice wasn't hers, but she was the only one in there. I turn back to Emery, and he gives me a knowing look.
"She's a rare being called a Dryann. I'll let Naya get into the details with you, if I try I will get too lost in my anger. Essentially, Gin is dead, the only thing keeping her alive is a spirit that took refuge in her body and healed her. Gin shares her body with Naya, the spirit of an eradicated cross breed between a Dryad and Oracle. She's what is keeping Gin alive."
