She laughed at his levity, and decided that he was a nice bloke. It felt a little weird to be laughing, as odd as everything was at the moment, but it was absolutely what she needed to get through this. She took another drink as Jamie sat, and then a few more. It seemed to be the only thing that helped the nausea that hit her every time she opened her mouth.
Gwyn cocked her head to one side a little at his question, and as odd as it sounded to her just thinking about it sent her memory back to it. It was more than that, though: it was sense memory that was being triggered. Her brow furrowed as she tried to remember, but just concentrating wasn't helping. She took in a deep breath, blew it out, then took another drink of her water.
Letting it rest on her tongue, she closed her eyes and thought back. "Jus'... one, I think," Gwyn said slowly after she had swallowed. "Very faint an' a lot older than th', ah, dog... or wolf-thing. I'm not really used t' smellin' things like this. 'S not normal."