Propping his head on his fist as he leaned on the table, Ruli watched them with a blank expression. Ysaryn, on the other hand, looked amused as they girls complained about being denied cake. Especially when Kire teased that she would take her share now. Chuckling, Ysaryn leaned forward and sniffed curiously. "Why you not make this in Úvano?"
Ruli shrugged a shoulder indifferently. "No ones asked."
"Hmm," Ysaryn said, turning to lean against the table, while she watched the girls say goodbye to Kire. 

As Kire asked about his wellbeing and mentioned the gate again, Ruli once more shrugged. "Fine." He said automatically. But her offer to take him home now made him hesitate, and he looked around. "I haven't apologized to the healer I bit."
"[i]You[/i] bit [i]a healer?[/i]"
"Will you make sure she gets a share?" Ruli continued, ignoring the elf. "But otherwise, sure, I want to go."

He rose from his seat and raised the blanket from his shoulders, moving to fold it neatly before setting it on the chair. "Seriously?" Ysaryn asked teasingly, moving around to help him, shooing him away. 
He grunted, letting her finish, and faced Kire instead. "Ready." He continued with another shrug.