[Morrigan hesitates, not normally one to receive well-wishes from a stranger, and less one to accept them. Her jaw is tight as she wills herself not to look away, not wanting to be seen as weak to something as little as extended kindness.]

It will be simply as it is, good or bad. I am not one to pale in the face of adversity, nor am I one to grow complacent in times of peace. It may serve its purposes, as I do have some need to stay hidden for the time being. As long as no one I would rather not find me arrives here, then that will be what I can get out of this place.