[He can see shades of his own choices in this; a problem that's too big to solve, so it's easier to run. Better not to worry anyone and fade away, right? Maybe that's why it pisses him off so much--they say you always resent the people you see yourself in most, after all. But more than that, he thinks this guy doesn't want to fade away, that he's embracing it only because it feels safer than getting his hopes up. Or maybe he's just reading too much into it, but--]

What if someone can? We've got demons and priests and doctors and all kinds of people around here.

[He doesn't answer the last bit; he is nothing and nobody, as he's ever been, but that's not the point.]

Anyway, before you can figure out out who can help, you oughta start with how this happened in the first place. That's gotta be the key to undoing it.