"You did more than you're aware of it seems. Regardless, you helped me a lot in a way I couldn't have taken care of myself. There..." She answered, taking the gem...apologizing silently to some unseen force...responding to some distant voice she could just barely hear. After it was done, the storm quit, though that didn't get rid of the mess...her bed being cracked...everything in her room being damaged or broken in some way. If Uka wasn't here, she would have cried. Her skin and super fine fur was battered and bruised, a few cuts here and there as well. She wanted to cry.
"Yeah we should go. This is yours now, it shouldn't bother us anymore." She responded and hoped they could talk to Matt eventually about what transpired. Moreso the Inn herself...maybe her room could be restored without manual labor...