Sebastián listened to what the lady had to say. It seemed she had memory loss. He made a clacking sound with his tongue against the roof of his mouth. This was no good. He wasn't medically trained to help her. His medical knowledge was enough to help himself in a sloppy way, but to decide about her condition.. Doubting he looked at her. "How did you get here, if you don't have anywhere to stay?" he asked her concerned. Surely, she had gotten here someway, right? She didn't look like she had walked a whole end to get here. No, she looked immaculate,  so  either she had a room here or she had a car..<br/><br/>He doubted whether he should call an ambulance for her. Yes, she stood on her feet now, seeing relatively fine.. But that didn't explain her apparent memory loss.  "Lady, do you remember what you were doing? Do you remember your own name or what brought you here?" he asked concerned. What did she actually remember?<br/><br/>It was a nasty surprise that she suddenly took off his sunglasses. Slightly annoyed he took back is sunglasses and put them on again. "I easily get migraine from flashing lights." He declared, as reason for his sunglass-wearing behaviour.<br/>He doubted when the young lady asked for his name. But then again, he reckoned it was a weird thing to ask the name of one's hero. "Sebastián, is my name" he answered her fluently.