Gyre doesn't understand graveyards. He's walking around town, lost in his own thoughts, and it's only the flash of yellow in the corner of his eye that makes him look into this weird garden of stones. What are the monsters doing? What is the rabbit man doing? His thoughts flick briefly to their conversation early yesterday, and while he certainly doesn't feel in the mood to hunt this guy right now, he does feel some obligation to follow up on it.

And he wants to know what he's doing surrounded by monsters.

This is to say, awhile after Terrence arrived, Gyre comes up through the gate towards him. He raises a hand hesitantly, trying to catch his attention without calling out to him. Something in the air here feels heavy and weird, and he feels like he shouldn't speak. Weird.