I was. Looking for patients. I'm a doctor.

[Not that he looks much like one, in this strange world. His lily flowers flutter on his head, far too animated to merely be decorations plucked and placed in his hair. They swivel like little satellites to take in Ethan's words, though how they might be attached to Silas is obscured with his curly mop of pink hair]

If you are in need, sir. My magic has very little it cannot solve. My current state of being... aside. [a big aside]