It seemed like it was a trend that the medics of The Typhoon often worked themselves to death. Understandable, considering how The Typhoon acted. Plus the fact that the raptors were also around; they also had a tendency to lash out randomly and at their own will. As much as Owen liked to claim his raptors were tame, Caesar believed otherwise. He still held a grudge against the reptiles for killing his first body and that grudge was likely to follow him until he left Earth forever. But since The Typhoon was just a bunch of pirates, it made sense that everyone got injured every now and again. Unfortunately that meant the medics had to work day and night without very many breaks. Goldenluxury was always exhausted, Rosemary seemed like she was tired of being fetched all the time when something came up, and now there was Silus. While Caesar knew Junji was also a medic, he didn't really know the angel well enough.

Caesar wasn't exactly looking for Goldenluxury or Silus but he did happen to come by and notice the body just before Goldie's door. The Officer walked closer to investigate, invisible eyebrows raising as he realized it was Silus who was (seemingly) passed out before Goldie's hut. While he wasn't concerned for his grandson, it was strange that Silus had, well, passed out like he did. "Silus." Caesar spoke gruffly as he climbed the steps to Goldenluxury's porch, trying to prod Silus away. "Get up."