"A physician. A healer," she clarifies, already moving closer towards him, hands itching to reach for the man, to take charge of the situation and gently bully him into laying down somewhere so she can check up on him. But he's just a stranger on the street and she's in a strange place, she doesn't have the authority to do so here.

"Can I take you home? You don't look like you should be walking around alone." She shoots him a pointed look, for there are limits to how much she can mute herself. "I'd rather not carry you if you pass out on the streets, your armor looks heavy."