Ruli's eyes narrowed when Kire's expression fell, not having to ask why as she explained what Ysaryn had told her. His gaze drifted past Kire to where the elf had vanished, wondering what she'd gone through. "Dolls out of the elves, too?" He asked. "Why? Their magic? Its dormant in most of them, they don't bother with it."
Still, dormant or not, he supposed it could still be useful if they needed it.

"Uh." Ruli scratched at his eyebrow as he thought of his answer. "Sort of. There was this man walking down the street, well guarded, talking about Itallo's wedding. Well dressed. Cold gaze. Some ugly brooch. Green eyes, I remember that. Don't see many green eyes here. Or, I mean, in Ziad." 
Ruli glanced back up to Kire. "Do you know that she's .... I don't know. Not one?" He asked warily. "She seems .... I don't know if the word 'normal' is right, as we've only known her a few days, but, do you question her?"