Ruli only shook his head to Myka's inquiry. He couldn't recall the conversation at all, but he knew he'd been uncomfortable. Afraid. And ... comforted. 
There was another voice. Someone else. Someone else was there with him. 

"We have to go back to Ziad." Ruli whispered, feeling condemned. "We can talk to the Ziadi, and we can try talking to Envy, but chances are, we'll have to go back to the temple."
Ysaryn shook her head. "[i]Even my people know to avoid her. Solaralai.[/i]" She said the name with such distaste.
"[i]Can only imagine why.[/i]" Ruli agreed. He sighed. "So, [i]why[/i] did we all see what we saw? Why did I get spooked by some cuckholded goddess and the rest of you see ... dragons and frightened woman." His gaze landed on Daryll, his leer flat. "Are you secretly a god going around frightening people in visions?"