Envy chuckled. "Risa does not have a throne to sit on, either, and has not softened her edges one bit." Envy shook his head, listening as Kire explained about the strongholds and her cousins. "They all sound like they would have excellent stories to tell." Envy complimented, admittedly curious about the smoking cousin. And, if he were being completely honest, the giantess friend. 

"Ruli would have gotten himself mixed in sooner or later." Envy answered forgiving. "You met him in Ziad. My bet is that he was waiting for an enemy to return so he could follow them, pick a fight, and get himself killed. With you intercepting, he at least stands a chance." Envy pointed out. "He's always been the type to bite first, listen later. So, really, I should be thanking you. We've lost enough. Losing one of my closest and oldest friends would have been the straw that broke the sand-horse's back."

He turned his face toward Kire again. "You won't fail. I have known you for only a short time, if I can even claim to know you at all, but I know you are relentless. Just as he is. Together, you'll succeed, or you'll take everything else down with you."