Ysaryn only smirked down at Kire as she mentioned Ed. "Anyone would be." She answered with a wink before she turned and strolled out to pass along the words to Elva.

When Ruli finally stirred, he inhaled and breathed out in a soft, growl, his eyes opening into slits. His sclera was still slightly pink, but he had less difficulty in focusing. He noticed Kire and furrowed his brow, not sure of how much he could recall had been a dream or not. Not [i]much[/i] of it, if she were here with him. 

"I bit someone." He said quietly, not yet reaching for the water nor making an effort to get up. Would Elva toss him out for that? Arrest him? Eyes burning, Ruli looked around the chamber he'd woken in. Was that why he was hiding down here? After he looked back toward Kire, he considered her question. "Sore." He answered. "Still hurts. But its nothing like before." 

After a few deep breaths to ready himself, Ruli sat himself up, groaning, his arms shaking with the effort. Once he was at last sitting upright, he dragged his hand over his face, his fingers falling over the gash on his cheek. Pieces of yesterday came back, as well as all the pieces of his previous life. Which left a pit in his stomach Envy could have dove through. 
To avoid remembering, Ruli glance to Kire, brow furrowed again. "You stayed?" He asked, admittedly surprised by this. The empress, on a hard stone floor in the bowels of her cousin's mountain manor, with a man who'd torn into the flesh of one of her citizens.