Oh this is a very familiar feeling. You have experience, you can help, solve this problem and fix this mess, Merlin get over here and help deal with these Portuguese roads. Strange can't help but wonder how much of this situation will parallel that in wartime, where it was expected that he would help and solve problems and help fix the war itself.

(Jonathan Strange does not have enough self-reflection to realize that you're putting these worries on yourself, dingus, nobody here actively believes that only you can solve these problems, stop letting your arrogance and ego drive the metaphorical car.)

He still keeps up that bright expression, though, as he gives G'raha a little nod. "I hope you are right. I must say, this realm so far is very different from those I've traveled—I'm still trying to wrap my head around 'cars.' But give it enough time, and I'm sure I'll understand it all."