He's not happy, as he sketches out the signs and sigils. He generally isn't, these days.
He ran out of better options with the last of the cows.
He finishes the circle.
"Just stopping to say hi, I don't need anything. I've never seen people like you guys before."
"I see. I hope you're recovering well at this point. What do you call yourselves?"
"Pleased to meet you. Thanks for answering my questions! Can I get you any stuff for your time?"
"Physical objects. Including ones you used to have but that were destroyed, or you can suggest something it would be cool if you had an object that did it and I can see if I know of anything like that, like the spaceship." He points at the spaceship. "Except I won't give you a spaceship because you don't know how to pilot one."
"I can do things for healing but they're specific per disease. I can do books! What books would you like?"
"You're welcome!"
And he flies away again and resumes placing mosquitoes.