"Enjoy yourself." Envy said, and Ysaryn chuckled again.

Ruli, when nudged, grunted and lifted his head from the ground, blinking his blurry eyes at the dark haired woman. He didn't recognize her at first, but he knew the voice. After that, it took his tired brain only a few seconds to catch up and figure out who the hell was waking him. With a heavy groan, Ruli sat up on his straw pile and took the mug. "Thanks." He said tiredly, drinking half of it at once. 

"Why is Ysaryn disappointed?" He asked once he'd finished it, turning his head to look Kire over. It did fit well. She looked like a Ziadi, minus the eyes, which had been his own decision. He closed his eyes and opened them slowly, willing the tired blur to ebb. "She probably liked your real face better. Well, she will just have to be patient."

Rubbing his face, Ruli stood, then brushed his hands through his unruly hair to comb it away from his face. "Your family okay?"