The flatbread? Ruli wanted to question her for that, considering it was the most bland and basic thing he could make, and little more than something to accompany the real meal. 

There was also something about the look on her face when he asked why he'd been brought here, and the body language as she answered him. A hiccup. [i]Liar.[/i] Ruli thought noticing the way she couldn't meet his eyes. And, while he was very intrigued about her request not to tell Envy, his nodded, inviting her to continue. 
To that.
Holy Gods. 
Ruli blinked. Then swallowed. Maybe it wasn't what he automatically assumed, and that she only thought of him because, ... maybe his wards would have been a help. Maybe he could have gotten her out safely, like he'd done with her in Cordon, yanking her out of the collapsing mine before it crushed her. 
But then she added the last portion, about how she thought about not seeing him again, and Ruli felt his mouth went dry. "I-" He began, then faltered. "That still doesn't really answer my question." He admitted. He didn't move, mostly because he didn't want to lift his arms.
"You changed your mind." He added suddenly. "A few months ago. I felt you come to Úvano. Er, the city. But you left."