Ysaryn listened, chewing on the inside of her cheek. She looked thoughtful as Kire explained how she was feeling, how infuriating it was to feel so close but unable to make a move. 
"But you are aware." She said in offering. "Finding a scent is good, especially if you prey is not aware, no? You watch. You learn. And when you can, you attack. Like hunter." Her wicked grin appeared. "You not hunting alone, Kirai. More eyes. More learning."

Taking a step away from the wall, Ysaryn crouched and took a potato off Kire's plate and popped it into her mouth. "How long until you face is new?" She wondered, studying Kire's current one, her gaze lingering on her scar. "I hear Rulitus and Envy speak. I know what you will look like." She twitched her eyebrows upward suggestively. "Very lovely."