At that, Paul rolls his eyes even though he knows it's not a real suggestion. Even with a vehicle they'd be screwed, most likely. This doctor seems pretty earnest and Paul likes to think he's a good judge of character. Sighing, he drops to a chair and then just... watches a moment, ice-blue eyes sharp and bright. Intelligent and observant.

Eventually Kei seems to be looking Daryl over once, sizing him up, before he nods, getting up and moving into a back room. "One moment."

While he's gone, Paul gets up and moves closer to Daryl, voice low. "What do you think? If we really are in Los Angeles, there's no good explanation for why or how we got here. There's no way anyone could get us from home to here at all, much less without us knowing."