Alcuin turned towards the man at the sound of his voice. He took in his appearance as he did with everyone, a learned trait and one that was automatic now. The dark mask covering his eyes was strange and unfamiliar, but Alcuin noted the scars underneath, and also the way that his head seemed tilted to not quite the right angle to be looking Alcuin in the eyes.

"Yes," he finally said, his voice a touch sad even as he tried to keep his tone fairly neutral. "In more ways than one."