[ It's rather disorienting, having slowly come to awareness that he's been— kidnapped? warped? something he can't even comprehend? — to somewhere entirely unfamiliar, and from the looks of things, advanced in ways so different from his homeland. But Ferdinand is nothing if not an optimist. Surely there is a way to the bottom of this - or at least a way to some sort of answers. 

That's how he happened upon the clinic to begin with— just in search of some people that weren't yelling at him for so rudely intruding on their home. An authority figure of some sort! The last thing he expected was to become suddenly overcome by this strange ailment, after hearing such a mysterious voice inside the building. 

Confused over it's source, he's wandered outside to the smattering of foliage and rocks, cobblestone and brick, and he's knelt by the side of the road as if looking for something in particular. He keeps turning pebbles and flowers and leaves alike over in his gloved hands, squinting in the most confused fashion, until he hears you get too close to him. ]

I am terribly sorry, but— do my eyes seem alright to you? I am having the most perplexing issue...

[ Are you someone getting gnawed on by Ash Sharks? You're in luck - but not about the sharks part! Upon making an assessment of the situation, of course Ferdinand leaps into action - it's a natural enough impulse to come to those in need of aid, even if they are unfamiliar to him. 

Maybe you've cried out from being bitten, or maybe you're already being dragged under - but the end result is that Ferdinand lodges his lance clean into the head of the shark that's taken a hold of you, and with little hesitance. The following spray of blood and wicked shriek of the creature are nothing to ignore, but he remains steadfast, using his strength to shove the offending creature away and hold out a gloved hand to the victim. ]

Hold on! I will pull you out!

[ Before others arrive, or the one he speared away recovers, is the implication. ]

I hardly think you are in the position to be asking such personal questions.
Have you no manners?

[ Did it take him a questionable amount of time figuring out how to even open this damn thing, much less type out a coherent sentence? And does he think that anyone who answers will be the person who originally put this up? Yes and yes! ]