Neverwinter Forest And they welcome everyone to stay

He nods slowly, grateful for the advice, though he can't helping adding, No one plays nice, I think, Except a handful of wolves sprinkled sparingly throughout the wilds, maybe. He thinks of Phillip and Firestorm, but he doesn't mention them. He ends up distracted by the other's next words anyway, attention suddenly split between excitement at the possibility of finding Phillip's friend and utter confusion at the sudden offer of a place to stay. Uh... He wracks his brain for the name Xynien is assuming Phillip gave him.I think his name is Alarin? It sounds sort of right, at least. His gaze turns slightly suspicious with his next words. A place to stay? Permanently? Why?