Ysaryn smirked and shook her head, small tendrils of her hair waving as she did before they touched her neck and stuck. "Not really." She answered. 
As Kire went on, her expression went neutral as the elf considered what this meant. She wouldn't be going home every few days, but, on the positive side, she wouldn't have to travel with the angry man. Instead, Kire would be going with the quiet blond one. 
"You are to go to Cordon?" Ysaryn asked, tilting her head. She clicked her tongue and tilted her head, inviting Kire to follow as she strolled away from the cave and toward the stream. 

"Ask away. I will answer. It will be be nice not to have to tolerate Zeck." She admitted. "Or the people of Cordon. They do not like us. Me." She said, pointing to her ears again.