"I can hardly wrap my head around it. But you, you're literally in one. I suppose its slightly easier for you to comprehend." He realized. "If you're still having trouble accepting it, there's no hope for me." 
As she rose, so did he, politely nodding as she departed. "Good ni-er. Day, then. Rest well." He said. He remained standing, loitering for perhaps five minutes after she'd gone to follow and make his way to his own room.

~

Ysaryn's expression instantly lit up, her eyes widening. "Yes. And yes." She answered without hesitation, flashing her wolfish grin. "While I feel I could take on Gem-en-ai with my two hands, I do not want to get that close. Sword is better." She nodded. "And if you retake Chieftess seat without me, you will have elf-wrath to face!" Ysaryn said firmly, prodding Ed in the chest with her finger. "[i]You're wearing the same face as Envy whenever he doesn't want us to do something dangerous. It is not your choice.[/i]" She sniffed, facing him directly with a glint in her eye. 

"So yes, Maika, I will take blades. If they sneeze in wrong face, I am taking my blood payment." Ysaryn grinned again, eyeing the shorter woman.

~

Ruli lowered his head in silent acceptance of her trust. He wanted to be flattered, but considering it was trust in him or in the mages responsible for so much destruction already, he couldn't preen too much. 
Still, he felt a little flutter of gladness. 

"I wouldnt mind help in gathering stones." He admitted. "We'll make a wide perimeter, maybe we can even close in their own wards." He said, rising to his feet. "Just a few people who can understand me. I want an estimate on the diameter of the gate, to judge the parameter, and if each stone needs to be within ...."

He trailed off as he slipped outside the tent, turning and heading away from the tents and toward the edge of the clearing. He calculated in his head, muttering now and then, trying to sort out what he would need and in what quantity. 

Circling through the trees with the Amrian's help, Ruli found armfuls of stones that would do. Sitting down in a tent, he asked for a quill and paper to jot down his notes. Whether or not the others tried to speak to him, he wasn't sure, as he was so focused on the task at hand and the time limit they had. He asked to head for the gate, the Amrian's guiding him as close as they were comfortable before returning with him. 

At some point, he remembered to eat, Joined by Ysaryn, who poked and prodded at the Amrian cuisine before taking her fill of meat and drink. He sat down over his notes, planning the recipe and requirements to bond Kire to the ground for the duration of her portal. 

When summoned for the meeting with the Gemini, he cleaned off his hands and followed, standing idly by as Kire spoke to them. As she lay down the fact that she would be using her own mage atop of their magic, he felt several pairs of eyes move to his face. He was sure he looked a pretty picture; bandaged arm, one sleeve ripped off at the shoulder, blood spattering the rest of his tunic and trousers, his hair ... well, that never behaved anyway. Still, he tried his best to stand tall and meet their gaze without blinking. 

The term 'sorcerer' nearly made him crack a smile, though. Never in a million years would he consider himself a sorcerer, but there likely wasn't an easy translation for what he considered himself to be. 

"No matter." Ysaryn said with a wicked grin. "I am sure spending a night here will be well worth it. I am in no rush." She promised, glancing to not only Ed but Myka and the others. Pirates and a military unit of women. Nothing could be dull about that.