"Told ya!" Dash says, making a swirly gesture around her head. "He's completely nuts!"
"Who
said what?!" The old unicorn says, eye darting around the room from his
vantage point above. "I HATE nuts! Disgusting little shriveled pho
seeds not fit for pony consumption, full of arsenic and....and..."
His
ramblings train off as she sees you can Dash at the door, visibly
becoming much more calm. Seeing a chance to avoid confrontation, you
step forward, though not directly under him.
"Uh, excuses me,
sir," You say up to him tentively as he stairs down at you upside down.
"I'm sure you're probably in a lot of pain and really tired after
everything that's happened, but the doctor is just trying to make you
better. So could you please just come down....stop throwing things?"
He
just looks down with a kind of inquisitive expression, but then walk to
the wall, down it and coming right side up again on the floor beside
you and the doctor. Dash takes a protective step forward, but you hold
out your hoof to stop her.
"The doctor is going to change your bandages now, is that ok?"
He
grumbles something you don't wuite catch, but nods. The doctor comes
over and starts to undo, the old unicorn no longer giving him any more
trouble.
"I can't believe that worked!" Dash shouts. You shush her.
"Sir,
can you tell us your name?" You ask him, trying to keep his attention
unless he lapses back on the doctor again. "I found you in the fire and
no one know who are you are. We want to know who you are."
"Name.
My name...." He repeats himself, as if you just asked him an
exceedingly hard problem. Brow furrowed and lips moving, he sorta stairs
off into space as the doctor finishes putting on new bandages. You and
Dash exchange looks.
"Wait a second..." He touches the bandages on his head as the doctor finishes, looking very annoyed. "This isn't my hat!"