For every complaint about missing her pistols, only one person saw what happened to her when she tried archery because it wasn't for her. Play to your strengths, build on them. And her Orlesian is passable on a good day, she can get away with better in a song than speaking it and there's a reason she isn't about to try to speak any elven unless she has to: the words come out wrong enough to her ear that since it's coming from a human, it's probably going to sound insulting to hear and correct. (Give her food to cook and she can cook it, can get the fish herself but she can't actually do anything more than spirited haggling.)

"Arlathan sank," and she's thinking more about speaking with Ser Coupe than she is anything she's read in a history book now. "We live on top of what was before. Our ruins. Our old empire. Things like those are what we built on and the sand and silt built up with the tides to form the islands and," a gesture as she says it for all the other things that go with it. But what Ellana tells her is written in shorthand for later when she's back at camp then back in Kirkwall. "Isn't it strange to find it just out here on an island though?"