Ruli only glanced to Kire when she asked about what Ysaryn had said, his eyebrows raising slightly. "Complimented me." he said vaguely, not really willing to pass along that she'd complimented his fighting, more specifically. 
As she moved on to mention the signatures, he listened, intrigued, as she listed their different signatures. Gavin, coriander, sure. Envy, tobacco and flowers. And when she got to Ysaryn, a few pieces began to click into place about her personality and began to make sense. Letting them flirt, Ruli went back to conversing with Rab, who was suddenly very interested in the women.

Ysaryn, suddenly grinning from ear to ear, chuckled. She met Kire's gaze as she spoke softly, lilting, her eyes wandering Kire's face.
"Tell em you don't need a translation." Ruli pleaded softly, glancing sidelong at her.