Leon has been running around pulling flowers out all day. He's had a run-in with something like this before, although those were mushrooms growing out of his skin, and he's learned to recognize the signs this time around. He catches the woman quickly, uneasily makes note of the vine at the nape of her neck, and says, "Hey, miss, you okay?"

...well, that "huh" answers it.

"I was asking if you were okay," he says, a little slower now for her benefit. "Do you know where you are? Do you know your way home?"