Felwinter eyes the images of the little beings. He supposes this isn't something he can rule out, so he finds himself nodding in cautious agreement.

"...yes," he says, having no arguments to that. "I wonder if it will simply fade or remain." That would make things a bit annoying. He sighs. Nothing to be done for it now. He gives a nod at Felspring, the Ghost decompiling in a shimmer of light, vanishing from sight.

"We will probably need the other pieces as well. I will take us back up whenever you are ready."