Eva nods and starts to drag the body away. Hopefully there's a way to destroy it so no one notices that the Goa'uld has been taken away - ah, there, a torch. The body won't burn entirely, but hopefully she can damage it enough that it will be hard to tell what's been done to it. The last thing they need is their plan getting pieced together before they have a chance to enact it.

She waits for the flames to eat up the skin on the man's abdomen before going to join Jamie in delivering the goods to the Doctor. The smell of burning meat wafts down the hallway behind her. It makes her feel sick. She's lost far too much of herself in this prison, or possibly opened up too much she didn't want to acknowledge.

As such, she keeps close to Jamie. At the moment he's her rock, whether he knows it or not.