The two males were silent as she spoke. Rulitus looked uncomfortable in the corner, repeatedly turning his head toward the entrance as if expecting someone to barge in and assault him. Envy was still, like before, soaking up every detail. 

His faced shifted toward Ruli when she finished, the Kartaian nodded at the blond. "And you were aware of this story, upon bringing her here?" He asked softly. 
Ruli nodded silently. Then, remembering, rasped "Yes."
"With respect, for a moment, Kire will remain silent. Ruli. What made you believe you were not repeating your mistake?"
Ruli went still, but didn't look unprepared for the question. He cleared his throat, trying to sound less strangled and more certain. "Her face." He answered. Envy looked toward Kire, as if trying to see what Ruli meant. "Its imperfect. Which makes her seem more authentic. And, her expression when I confirmed there was someone else with her face roaming around. Or when she speaks of this man."
"What does her expression look like?"
"Like yours when you think about your sister."

As if as proof, Envy grimaced in hatred, growling softly. "Fine. Point taken." Envy faced Kire again. "Pardon my, or our, hesitation, but we have been played before. This woman that is your double, Akuma, she was called, played the same cards. Looking for someone. In need of help. And the moment we offered, well, you've seen the outcome." 
"And yet," Envy held out a hand toward Ruli. "He has believed you enough to bring you here. Where he knows that if you are playing us, we would stand no chance, and you would succeed in killing many more who are taking refuge under the mountain. I know he is no fool, so you have said or done something to convince him you are worth the trust of a man who trusts nothing anymore. Not even my love for him."
"Envy," Ruli stood off the wall.
"No, it is your turn to remain silent." Envy said, a little more harshly than he had when asking Kire to be quiet. Ruli shrank back, looking away. "Kire." Envy began. "How do we know you mean what you say?"