Ruli nodded, agreeing with Kire. "We've forbidden him any sort of action into any blood magic, not that he's objected in any way. It would be incredibly cruel to walk up and demand his blood, even if we explained the reasons. He's coming along nicely with the rest of his lessons, I have no objection to asking him, but you'd have to ask Envy for permission, who has taken the lad on as one of his own." Ruli informed Kire. 
And, as she mentioned having a way to get the direction he needed, he only met her gaze, wondering what her family knew, how much she'd tell them, and how much they'd ask at that sly mention.

Elva, thankfully, came to the rescue. Two days. Ruli reeled a little at the short amount of time as he stood and pushed in his chair. "Two days to go back, gather what they needed, and return. He began making lists in his head; magic supplies, clothing, weapons, Ysaryn. He was quite as they walked back to their rooms, repeating and rechecking his list until he heard his name. "Mm?" He asked, glancing up. 
Then he chuckled. "I wanted to ask if you'd like to go to dinner." He answered bluntly. "Not what we just had. But in Cordon or Pokos. Or even maybe I'll just cook something for you."
Ruli turned his head toward her. "Exactly how much do you and Envy discuss me? With you knowing I bake cakes, and all."