Kire was still admiring the illusion as Envy replied. She tilted her chin to get a better look at her new “scar”, then looked back up at Envy, satisfied. “I doubt the coffee I made would wake anyone properly, but I’ll give it a try,” she said, smiling as she watched one of the children finally claim victory over the elf. “Thank you, Envy.” She looked at Ysaryn for a moment and grinned before fetching a fresh mug for Ruli. She hoped he had a better time waking up than she usually did, though if he had been up all night, that probably wasn’t the case. 

Once inside, Kire nudged his leg with her foot then stepped back a couple of paces. “I’m back,” she declared, trusting that he’d know his own handiwork and not be startled at the sight of a stranger. “Good work on the illusion. The scar’s a nice touch. Ysaryn was disappointed, but this should work nicely.” She held out the mug and waited for him to get up properly. "It is not strong," she warned. "But a second or third cup might do the trick."