“Hmm. I suppose. Though, like you so gracefully tried to explain earlier, it’s hard to have freedom of movement around the city if you have an elf’s face. Not without courting some sort of trouble.” She remembered what she was told about Zeke and Ysaryn’s supply runs and why she and Ruli had to replace them for the meantime.” She thought over his other suggestion. “Well, I’m sure Ysaryn would find that entertaining,” she put in, smirking briefly. “And perhaps it might help assuage her fears about being spotted. But, I suppose, elves are their targets. It’d be more likely to see elf faces where we’re going. Maybe.” 

She huffed. “So. The plan. We return to the warehouse, and—you make yourself a target? Now that they’ve been seen during the day, they’d be more cautious, I think. Ysaryn was taken during the early hours, before dawn, so they may be more active during that time. Should we try for that time? But they may also have the drugs with them, like what happened with her.” Kire rubbed her face, frowning.