They take a moment to stretch, feeling so pleasantly relaxed and warm, they really don't want to move anywhere from here, especially not now that they have enough clothes on to be even warmer and more comfortable on the long run. They turn to look at Gyre as they see him pick up the jewel, blinking curiously as they tilt their head. That, was... him...?

"Oh... so, I assume it, contains your soul or something like that...?" While they're not familiar with wild elf magic, they do know about general magic a bit, and they've heard mentions about souls being possible to affix to an object. And considering that Gyre is a gheist, this makes sense.

Luckily his confused expression and question about if they're heading home distracts them from the jewel, and the tiny note of sadness in his voice just further sets it in stone that they're definitely staying. If he'll let them. "Oh, I, no... if, you're fine with me staying, I... I'd like to stay for the night. I just thought I'd put on a little bit of clothing, easier to keep warm that way."