"We're not strolling through town with her." Ruli pointed out, defending his decision. "We're jumping into the heart of their slave den. It won't make a difference what she looks like, they see either of you walking around, they're going to attack. It would be safer to give you Akuma's face, because then, Ysaryn would be invisible. Or would just play the part of docile doll."

He hated the sound of her name, now. Hated speaking it. He rubbed at his eyes, feeling the grit of sleepiness under his lids. While he would get zero rest if he agreed, he wondered if he should oblige and make the enchantment anyway. 

"If she was taken early morning, then that would be our best bet. They might be too busy to notice us. I can make my magic known easily." Ruli said, lowering his arms again. Then he sighed, thinking. "I can use the Touch magic to get in. Lower the men's awareness that I, or we, shouldn't be there. It would get us inside. From there, we could split. You and them. And me drawing attention. Once I have it, you three get to work."