[A doctor, huh? Ethan's brows rise up at the talk of magic - but again, that's hardly the most bizarre thing here, isn't it? Moreover, there's the movement of lily flowers and now, now they certainly catch attention, moving not unlike an animal's ears in response to stimuli. How bizarre.

The pause before he 'speaks' again isn't wholly that, though. There's a hesitation with which his hand moves to type, and a thoughtfulness to the tilt of his head as he forms the words.]

{The presence of a doctor is reassuring, but my condition probably isn't that easily cured. I've been this way since birth, after all.} [There's a pause, punctuated by the very plain contemplation of whether or not to broach the subject of magic - and of course, Silas has at least found something he was looking for... of a sort. So hey, small positives?]

{Granted, I can't claim to know much about magic, given it's not something we have where I come from. Either way, as far as I can tell this place is making everything feel heavy and harsh the longer we're here. It's probably the best and worst place to find patients both. I'm about to take something for stop-gapping the minor issues and leave while standing is still a possibility.}