The only reason he suspects anything at all is wrong is the fact that he feels sleepy. I haven't felt like this in centuries, he thinks to himself...about one second before he slumps over dead.

He knows he's dead because he's once again looking at his own body. This time, it's sitting in the chair without him. He's done this enough now that he feels more annoyed than upset. He is, however, pretty fucking confused about how he's suddenly dead. That doesn't last long when Valdis steps into his home.

"I thought we were past revenge-seeking at this point," he says with ghostly arms crossed as he turns to face her. "Or did I miss a memo?"