['Ways' could encompass many things, of course, but for the moment, that went to the wayside in favor of the other bit of information given:] You work for an orphanage then? Or do you render aid when you can? Ah.... regardless, it is a noble thing.

[It was an interesting answer, a lot in there to pick at. While Maxwell shifted and moved, toying with his glass, the Medicine Seller seemed more akin to a statue, his hands still folded in his lap.]

I've always found that quality a blessing, and a curse. It is if nothing else, a powerful motivator. [Motivation wasn't necessarily always a good thing though, highly motivated people have done terrible things.]

Then you do not know. What of earth? You made mention earlier, that there are people still upon it. Is all still well there?