Melora barely realized what was happening. Her ears were still ringing a little. She didn't have any intention of moving, though, when she realized she was behind Aedan. Her hands on his back, she healed them both. Hopefully that would clear her head, too.
Morrigan glowered at him. "Yes, I saw what you were doing," she said, her tone icy. "It has to be one of the stupidest things I've ever witnessed." And given the amount of time she had spent with Aedan's father, that was saying something. "Aside from the danger," not that she really cared for the random elf girls that seemed to flock to her son, "you are not a workhorse! You're an Old God! You should act like it!"