The other Ziadi, perhaps only six of them seated around the low tables, their arses settled on cushions or short stools, eyed the scarred woman curiously. Few recalled seeing her a few times around the city while having no idea who she was, or why she was often armed. They knew she wasn't one of their guards, but had often seen her speaking with Zeke, so in order to avoid any trouble, they decided to politely ignore her. 
Save for the smallest of them, a young girl of about nine who pointed at Kire's sword. "That's pretty!"
Her mother quickly tugged on her arm, muttering low to scold her child.

"That." Ruli said, mildly amused. "Is a Ziadi recipe I picked up. Blend of cream, herbs, and spicy peppers. Often used on breakfast meal andd poultry dishes. Here." He tore off a bit of a piece of flatbread before him and dipped it into the sauce before holding it out for her. "Mind you, its hot."
He tore off a second piece of his bread and did the same, chewing on it without bother. He was used to the spices, from having lived in Ziad and eating them for so long. "The idea is to make sort of a pita dish with the bread, fill it with the egg and vegetables, and then add a little of the sauce. Here, try it. It'll fill your belly and keep your mind sharp." He offered her another flatbread, setting the mixture skillet aside to be served from while beginning on another. He sat more comfortably, bent to dive more vegetables and sausage. "Narda passed through here, earlier. I sent her to the otherside. Figured she wanted to try to woo Envy a little more."