Glancing up just long enough to see who it is, Morrigan manages half a smile. "Ellana."

It's been a while since last they spoke, the Sulevin Blade if she recalls correctly, but she does want to finish these notes before the thoughts vanish from her head. Ellana is no stranger to her study after all as she frowns in concentration for a moment to find the correct wording, the quiet scratch of her quill filling the air until she decides she can be done for the moment. At least her work bore fruit. More than she had hoped for, and that must count for something in these times.

"What comes, more news of an expedition?"