Al's watch did not seem to deter the creature from settling in; in fact, when seeing the monk's intent to stay the gryphon stretched his forelegs forward, and a rumble rose from his chest. It may've been a content sound. He began combing the tip of his beak through his feathers; errant plumes fell from them and began piling on the ground. "This will be the first night in recent memory that I need not worry about being shot, or stabbed, or bitten as I sleep." he spoke between mouthfuls of feathers. "I know the Temple is not a place to let one's guard down, but the wildlands are-"<br/><br/>The gryphon's ears swivelled to catch the screams, and he lifted his head like an alerted guard dog.<br/><br/>"...It seems my arrival is not the only trouble tonight. It sounds to have come from within the Temple. Should we go? I fear my presence there so soon would be... disruptive."