Kire snorted when Ysaryn pointed out that she was insulted by Ed throwing their match. This really was a case of how different their two worlds were. Both were operating on their own sense of rightness from the situation. Ed would have to get over his idea of what was ‘proper’, in this case. She nodded at Ysaryn’s demand that she keep this conversation from Ed. She assumed as much. She would have to trust that her older cousin would know what he’s doing. 

When Ruli joined them later and then asked the question, Kire paused, trying to hold the image in her mind as best she could. “I saw it. Gold and green. But it was so fleeting…there was a sandstorm, and there was no trace of it when I saw the temple. I saw no goddess at the temple itself but…somehow, I didn’t want to be anywhere near it.” She frowned. “Although, dragons were also associated with the sun. I don’t know if that means anything here.” She started eating along with Daryll, who kept quiet, looking like he was still mulling his vision over. 

After they’d eaten, Ruli brought them back to the Tower to drop Daryll off before heading to Úvano. Kire was glad to be away from the heat, though the sudden shifts of temperature made her shiver. Gavin was the first to greet them, though he looked rather worn when he did. “Alright, who do I blame for the rough sparring match I got today?” he said, before his eyes went to Ysaryn, and his shoulders sagged. “Ah. Yeah. Don’t answer that, I think I know. You lot back for business or whatever the hells it is you two have been doing,” he asked, looking at Kire and Ruli. 

"You've gotten quite a lip on you lately, haven't you?" Kire commented, though more amused than annoyed. "Business, though, to answer your question."