"Moment," Ysaryn said straightening, her brow furrowed deeply. "This word you use, I know it. Gem-an-ai." Her eyes unfocused while she tried to recall [i]where[/i] exactly she'd heard it. Why it tugged at the back of her memory like a back headache. But nothing came. She exhaled noisily, disappointed. "I will think on it. Go and speak to you other business." Her worlds dissolved quickly into elvish as she spoke to herself, trying to coax from her own memory the root of the word as she wandered out back. 

Out front, Ruli stood against the stones that made the foot of the mountains, his eyes on Zeke and Aeron. The two were completely ignoring his presence as they looked through the wood, measuring and marking what they would need for certain items for build and moving them into piles. When Kire appeared, Ruli turned his head and glanced toward her, then down at her hands. "Poultice help?" He asked idly, looking back to the work being done.