Marian has no idea if his nurse on telemetry explained a having (or himself received any explanation in the first place)! She can translate for Samora, though, even though the content is batshit and this kind of mortifying.

The janitor looks awed. He does not seem to, at this time, seem to be able to muster questions, though he does stammer out a heartfelt “thank you” for Marian to translate.

(The nurse with him is also not super inclined to linger in the ICU; their instructions were to move him there and back ASAP because apparently more people are being moved here from other units next?)

And the ER patients are brought over! 

Two of them are being pushed in gurneys - a frail elderly woman who broke her hip falling down the stairs at home and was waiting for admission and surgery, and a teen boy under observation for a concussion after a skateboard accident. The rest have injuries minor enough that they can sit in a wheelchair or, in a couple of cases, actually walk over on their own feet. 

They are also about 1000% more capable of curious speculation than the ICU patients were. The babble of discussion is audible in the hallway even before the flotilla of patients and staff reaches the ICU doors. 

One woman isn't visibly injured at all, but is enthusiastically soliciting speculation from one of the walking wounded. Did he hear the rumor they've brought in a faith healer? Does he believe it? What does he think of that, if it's true?

(He's here waiting to have his wrist X-rayed to find out if it's broken, and is kind of distracted by the pain.) 

...Uh, there are all sorts of rumors and he's kind of half-expecting this to turn out to be some kind of bizarre promotional event or something, in which case he's going to be so annoyed if it delays being seen by the doctor, he's already been waiting for like 90 minutes. But, uh, yeah, the nurse at triage said they were all going to the trauma ICU because someone woman there can heal injuries. They got him to sign a consent form for it that had, like, clearly been altered in a hurry from some other standard boilerplate. - it was only injuries, the woman beside him in the waiting room was there to be seen for a UTI and the nurse told her to stay put. 

How interesting! She takes notes on her phone and then takes a picture of the room, catches sight of Samora and snaps another one of her. Is that the woman who can allegedly heal injuries? Why is she dressed like that?

Uh, he has no idea, that's extremely weird! 

- one of the other patients coming in on foot will offer that she overheard some of the nurses talking and someone was claiming that the woman is a...character from a Dungeons and Dragons game...? (She was kind of assuming this was, like, a reality TV show, but randomly being in a reality TV show actually seems kind of cool so she's not complaining.) 

"I bet we'll get in trouble for taking photos," first guy says nervously. "This is, like, the intensive care unit." 

The woman bounces up to Samora like social anxiety is a kind of fruit and says, "Is it true you're a faith healer who claims to draw power from Dungeons and Dragons?"

Samora smiles warmly and continues to not speak any English!

What is happening?? …Marian is maybe not going to translate that until she figures out what this woman is up to.

“Who are you?” she says suspiciously.

"I'm Darcy, I'm from the Gazette-Journal. Do you work here? Do you agree with the decision to hire a faith healer?"

Okay, who the fuck let a journalist in here! This is such a bad idea! 

Also that’s not even how - what - ugh Marian is fully aware that it’s a bad idea to argue with journalists.

“She doesn’t speak English. You should talk to the doctor.” Marian is a coward and is just going to point at Dr Harrison.

The journalist pingpongs off to go ask the doctor the same question!

Dr Harrison gives her a harassed look. 

"Okay, first, who the fuck let you in, this is the ICU. Secondly, I'd say both 'hired' and 'faith healer' are missing the point. Thirdly, I am in fact still kind of busy. Why don't you shoo back to somewhere that's not a locked unit and, uh -" he turns around and cups his hand over his mouth, "- oy, everyone who's not actually an ICU patient anymore! I'm not kicking yall out, but if anyone if you called the fucking Gazette Journal on us, your pet journalist is here!

- okay, shoo now." Gesture at the door out. 

One of the patients' siblings exits stage left looking moderately embarrassed; Darcy Gazette-Journal acknowledges the better part of valor and follows.

Samora looks at Marian because there was a loud announcement she didn't understand and might need to comply with.

Oh no does Samora’s world even have the concept of journalists? How hard is this going to be to explain? 

"You don't need to do anything. The woman who was just here is a - someone who writes about events happening - I guess sort of like a town crier? I think a relative of one of the patients you healed must have called them but, uh, she wasn’t supposed to be in here, it’s a violation of patient confidentiality.” Huh, neat how Samora’s language has all of those words, even if Marian isn’t sure they’re usually combined into that phrase. “I think she didn’t believe it was real yet but - there’s a lot of pretty convincing evidence, so, I don’t know. Hopefully it won’t be too messy if everyone in the city finds out soon?” 

"I would like it if everyone in the city found out about me but perhaps I should write down an explanation for you to translate so I don't need to bother you to explain things over and over."

"Uh. I'm - some amount worried that if the whole city finds out about you, someone from the government will try to stop you from leaving to go back to your party? And, like, possibly do experiments on you to try to figure out how your magic works. - probably having a written explanation is still good?" 

"If they decided to stop me from leaving, what would their likely motive be? Doing the experiments? Forcing me to work for them? Preventing me from telling anyone on Golarion they exist?"

“Uhhh, I - think it would be mostly the first two? Unless there’s maybe some reason to worry that Golarion would go to war with this country or be a risk to national security or something…”

"I don't think any of the countries on Golarion are capable of invading another planet. It's possible that my coming here and going back will cause the gods to take notice, depending on why they weren't before, but I won't tell anyone except my party and my government and the latter will work to ensure the Good gods get the information and the Evil gods don't. --Gods can see things their followers are doing more clearly than things other people are doing; I don't think I explained that yet."

“Huh.” Wow, Marian cannot describe how much she doesn’t feel like translating claims about the “evil gods” to any government officials. “…Yeah, I don’t know how the authorities here would react to that. Also I’m not sure if they can keep you here against your will even in theory, given the, uh, magic. But I am - feeling kind of nervous about it.”

"Are they Lawful enough that if I were to meet with them under a promise of safe conduct, they would respect it?"

Wow what a question. It's not that it's not a sensible question, it's just - not one Marian would ever have thought to apply to the US government as an entity - to the extent that it even is an entity - and she's not sure how to answer it. 

"Um. I - think I should ask someone who's from this country what they think? And, like, who I would even talk to to try to arrange that. - I'm not from here, I grew up in a different country called Canada that's north of here. ...But, yeah, I should do that soonish, probably." 

Aaaaaaaah. Marian is super not qualified to deal with this aaaaah.