Julian is actually rather preoccupied staring at some of the more unusual-looking folks of the village. He never made a lot of time for people as poorly spoken as Mac--not because he thought them without value, but simply for sheer lack of understanding of how to converse with such people. Anyway, the kid's a good ten years younger than him and of the odd sort that Julian never really had a lot of exposure to, besides the poor souls he whisked away in an ambulance. The ones who, generally, spoke no English whatever. When Mac stops talking, the silence breaks him from his thoughts.

"I'm...sorry."