That information will certainly help with the aftercare. Elliane dispenses orders efficiently- but this doesn't require her direct attention.

"Thank you, adventurer."

"Thank you."

"You're good at this."

"Significant practice. And no little natural talent." Her ears twitch. "Something similar is true of you, I suspect."

"I'm not nearly so skilled at Restoration as you," she says with a tiny smile. "But all my skills - yes. Though at this point it's far more practice than talent."

"How long have you been adventuring?"

Hum. "About six years? Intensely so, at least."

"You must have quite a few stories."

"Some," she says, teasingly, "Though I don't hand them out for free."

"What do you consider a fair price?"

"Perhaps trade in kind, to start."

"That sounds reasonable enough."

"And things should settle down here soon, for the first trade..." (She's gotten pretty far in her part of the search and rescue - she mostly flags locations and moves on if someone isn't in critical condition or if she can't free them quickly herself.)

Elliane casts an appraising eye over the khajiit.

"You look like you could use a rest."

"...Probably."

"There's a lot left to do, still."

"You will be better able to help if you allow yourself to recover."

Nod.

"And there's going to be a lot to do for a while."

"It is therefore my medical recommendation, grimalkin, that you come take a seat with me, and we both allow our magicka to recharge."

Giggle. "Who am I to argue with the healer?" She comes to sit by Elliane.

She grins.

"How should I call you?"

"Dar-Kha'azi, at your service," she purrs. 

"And what should I call a pretty woman like you?"

"My name is Elliane. Citizens of Kvatch call me priestess, my fellow followers of Akatosh call me sister, but I prefer those at my personal service to call me mistress."

"Does anyone claim the honor of being at your personal service?"

"Not at the present moment."

"A pity."

"I have discerning standards."