How about she just explains how the reactor works and ignores the sexual commentary from this random physicist who JUST MET HER FIVE MINUTES AGO.

He takes notes. "I'm going to need to - compare this with the papers we've got, this isn't my exact specialty. But. There are not a lot of people who have that information and I don't think any of them mysteriously went missing, and you are very coherent and good at math for someone with a brain injury. Or even someone without a brain injury. Also cute. I'm leaving now."

That was weird.

The nurse comes back in. "All your scans are normal. I have to decide whether to refer you to psychiatric or discharge you as healthy. Any idea whether you're crazy?"

"I have the belief that I'm an alien or a time traveller, a noticeable vocabulary gap, and I express numbers in a nonstandard way. I am maybe delusional but I think not in a way where I am a danger to others."

"If I discharge you are you likely to end up arrested for shoplifting or home invasion or something in that class where I'll get hassled over having decided to discharge?"

"I do not have any known criminal tendencies and don't expect to commit any crimes that I can anticipate being crimes, but all my memories are from a different world and if this country criminalizes stupid things I may break those laws in ignorance."

"This country criminalizes a couple of stupid things but ignorance is a defense and they're not the kind of things where someone'd haul me up to demand to know why I released you. Do you want psych or discharge."

"DIscharge, please, and directions to somewhere where I can get oriented in this city?"

"Sure. You're at Annapolis Central Hospital; you probably want to go to City Hall for new documents? You can explain you're not sure if you're an alien or a time traveller or have amnesia, you'll need documents regardless. It's four blocks to Washington and then left, and then you'll know City Hall when you see it. I don't know what they'll do about housing you, but it's not my job and it is theirs so probably they'll figure it out. If you're actually an alien or a time-traveller then they'll want you to go to Central Island Agency, of course, but I think that's not exactly known for sure yet? I don't know if they''ll want you to go there when they don't know for sure."

"Thank you!" She will go to City Hall for documents.

City Hall's a weirdly short Greek-inspired building that seems to have several wings: 'sentencing', 'documents', and 'mayor'. Waiting in line in Documents is an elderly woman ("the dog ate them", she says morosely), a cheerful set of newlyweds, and a grouchy set of newlyweds.

"I'm either an amnesiac or an alien, and I need some documents! And I guess a way to earn enough money to rent an apartment?"

" - wow. Uh, now I'm not sure whether to follow the procedures for amnesiacs or the procedures for aliens but I'm leaning towards the procedure for amnesiacs because I'm less likely to be laughed at."

"Do those come up ever?"

"The procedure for aliens has never come up. A lot of people go to work in Civil Procedures specifically because they want to write procedures for things that are probably never going to happen, like an alien invasion. The procedure for amnesiacs has probably come up but not while I was on duty, I pretty much only see people who destroyed their documents or lost their documents or got married or got divorced."

"OK, let's use the amnesiac procedure then. My name is Alsaiah Vetar, I assume given that we're using the amnesiac procedure you don't need anything else?"

"Age, if you don't know I'm just going to put approx.30? And a physical description, which I'll just write down here, and then, yes, the rest of the form is blank."

"Thirty-two and five."

" - sorry, can you say that again?"

"Thirty-two and five."

"...so like, thirty-seven?"

"...One two three four five six seven. Yes, thirty-seven. In hindsight I should've noticed the base ten a while ago."

"You're a very young-looking thirty-seven. Okay, I put down thirty-seven."

"And where would I go to arrange housing? And look for employment?"