Ruli raised his eyebrows again, watchign cautiously, as Kire complimented both himself and Ysaryn in the same breath. Ysaryn leaned away again, grin still carved into her face. While she didn't know what Kire was thinking about, she looked deeply pleased about the blush that bloomed across Kire's skin so soon after her words. No matter that the language wasn't shared, the body had its own, did it not?

But then Ysaryn blinked and shrugged her shoulder, flicking her hand in a graceful motion that sent her braid over her arm. She spoke in a huff of a question. 
"Yeah," Ruli agreed. "What's wrong with being a thief?" He wondered. "Nothing wrong with taking what others don't need, especially if you do."
Ysaryn immediately got a look on her face that said that was not always the reason she thieved. Her eyebrows rose, her eyes shifted to the distance. Ruli caught the expression and arched an eyebrow before he looked back to Kire. "Envy said he would take care of him. So he'll be taken care of. He's one of us orphans now."