[Alcuin isn't the sort of person to reject a personal overture like this. Sometimes he dearly wishes he was, but he isn't able to be so cold. He sighs and tucks a lock of white hair behind his ear, smiling a little.]

I am glad that I am not alone. I have made many good friends here- everyone has been so kind. There are... problems, yes, but I am sure they will pass. It will take time, I think, to be able to bear it well.

[He hesitates, unsure if he should ask.] I was under the impression that dying once is... all that usually occurs.