"Coffey. Yes, different." Simon sat back to give John the once over then the lightbulb went on.
"You helped River, my sister. You..you didn't fix or heal her completely, but you helped her. How did you do it? It couldn't have been something as simple as laying of hands. Plus, no one can do that these days anyway - I don't think anyone ever could. You just touched her? I wasn't to clear on that. Did you say something to her? Was it magic? No, it couldn't be magic. Are you a mutant?" Poor John, poor Simon. Simon didn't mean to push all that noise at the big guy, but he wanted to know. He wanted to know if he could repeat the same thing with River to finally reach some true clarity for his little sister.
Simon waited now, trying not to seem too anxious for answers. The big guy seemed..slow, but the doctor was going to do his best to avoid frustration and condescension. This man could have answers to the very questions he's asked for a while now.