He looks down. His cane is visible through his hands at this point. If... if there is any chance he can find his way back to where he was... he can't feel Belial anymore, but he also shouldn't be alive. Something strange has happened.

He internally flinches at that statement, but with his head down the twitch at the corner of his eyes might not be visible.

"Yes. I might have finished disintegrating."

As it is, he's more translucent than before.

"I don't suppose the hospitals here - wherever here is - could handle this."

With the state he was in, he hadn't really noticed the vast variety of persons in the city.