It's Adrasteia who is behind Ellis at this moment, a hand up to steady him as he stumbles into her space. Her hand lands somewhere near his shoulder and she pats it once, twice, emitting a thin wave of spirit healing into the man in front of her. Should he turn to see who's behind him (if he can't tell from the buzzing sensation of spirit magic upon his person) he'll see that her eyes are wide, pupils blown even moreso than the dark calls for, and she isn't smiling.

She is sweating, however, and her brow is wrinkled in effort; clearly he's not the only one to feel/hear/sense the Calling emitting from the rip in the Fade.

"I suppose it would be preemptive to leave now." She isn't entirely serious, but some small part of her wishes it were an option, honestly.