Luckily for Ellie, it doesn't seem a lecture is forthcoming. She'll have a few moments to continue pretending that nothing's happening -- Daud isn't the type to offer comfort, either -- and merely standing patiently with gauze and disinfectant in hand while he patiently waits out her brief bout of nausea. Then, while she attends to her own wound, the tiefling's going to carefully crouch down, gauze in his hands. He won't reach out to Theseus, however, not yet. Instead, he's going to quietly ask her a very simple question.

"You were on the courier, weren't you?" It's taken him a moment or two to place where he's seen her before. "Warning others about the Long Night."

With the couriers, picking up messages from both those a hundred years dead and the very much living, it's hard to determine sometimes who's who. But her message had been different. Directed to those who knew another time.

"Can you attend to your animas, or will you let me?"