Ysaryn grumbled at the explanation of the bracelets, but hearing about Ruli's fate due to his stubbornness lessened her scowl. She continued to fidget with them, however, her sparse time as a thief in Cordon out of sheer rebellion unable to resist eyeing the damn things for a lock to pick. She couldn't even find a crease in the metal into which to wedge a fingernail. 
Her eyes rose to follow Ed as he rose, her chin dipping in return, her gaze following him out. 

"You are still good looking with the scar." Ysaryn insisted to Kire. "I do wish for a warning that he spoke my tongue. Now he knows I am foul in the mouth." 
With a sigh, she rose, raising her arms to free her hair. "I do not mind. It looks better than the cell bench. Or the damn medical bed."
With a huff, she sat on her cot, facing the giantess in the bed. "Did you meet Aera? What is she like? Rulitus seems to shrink when her name is said. I picture Envy in a dress. Mean face."