The elf was quiet as she spoke, unmoving, not looking at her, taking in each word and assessing it. 

So it was her face he knew, then, vaguely recalling the dark haired beauty Ruli had shadowed. Wanted to hunt her and ... maker. That was an interesting bit of information he would need to ask questions about later. 
He had known that the woman had had a hand in Ziad's fall, but it was news that there was someone else involved. It made sense. It was the missing part of the puzzle that had been bothering him all these months. She shouldn't have been able to do that alone. The amount of power it took did not equal what he had felt in her. Nor what he felt in this woman that stood beside his bed. 

[i]Rulitus.[/i] Envy inhaled, turning his head, opening his eyes fully. Like his pale and scarred face, they were clouded, a sunburnt pink instead of what should have been a blood red. He inhaled sharply, confirming through the smell that lingered in her that, [i]yes![/i] there he was. So faint, but he knew that smell. 
Her concerns about his concerns about her being tracked, no, that could come later. "Aeron?"
"I didn't see him." Areon answered automatically, as if knowing the question. 
"Is he with you?" Envy asked Kire. "The one who brought you here? Is he with you?"