He sprang into action instantly, moving across his lab and filling a bag with equipment and solutions, many of which he'd fashioned or mixed himself. "Herr von Zinzer? Injured, how?" he asked. He might need something special if he was in a bad way...
It was only then that the man's first words registered with him. "You're who?" he demanded, raising an eyebrow. If this was some sort of prank, he would make sure he regretted it.