He listened attentively, nodding along. She had valuable advice, which he cataloged to for later. Most of which had been said by Zeke already, being the one without any sort of magic to depend on. While Ruli swore that hadn't been the only reason he'd disagreed with the plan, he felt the former-soldier hadn't believed him. 
"You and Zeke would get along." He said casually. "You, though." He looked to Kire as she commented on his shoes and hair. "Nothing ever pleases you royals, hm?"

As Kire asked about his sleeping arrangements, he shook his head. "No, I've chosen a house near the top of the cliff." He admitted. "Its small, but I don't need much space. We'll have to find an empty house for the two of you." His eyes unfocused for a moment, his expression reminiscent. "In Ziad, I had a house I could have welcomed you both into. Homey thing with a blue door. Had the ugliest couch." Ruli sighed. He wished in no small part that he could bring that couch here.

With a beckoning hand, Ruli led them back upstairs through the cave system. To the northern side of the cliffs, where the elves had claimed residence. A few wandered, either restless or on some job. They emerged near the top, the view of the darkened sea and the coast that spread upward, twisting and turning like a multi-colored serpent one of the reasons Ruli had chosen a home on this side. 
Tapping the door to a building, Ruli then extended his arm toward the water. "My view." He explained. The house itself was small, undoubtedly bearing only a single room, but it had a patio that Ruli could access from outside, as he did now to stand over the tumbling cliff and city to take in the sea and all its glorious colours. "I've seen a few sunsets now. They really are never the same."

Tearing his eyes away from the waters, he grinned to the women. "Would you like to find a home together? If your visits will be frequent, we may as well offer you one to claim. A vacation home for the empress, I suppose." He added teasingly.