"He doesn't." He's not sure if he's glad of that fact or not. It's all lies, but this is a lie that's as sweet as it is bitter. Karl opens a new book and begins paging through, oblivious to anyone there. Sina seems equally oblivious. He wonders if either of them had any idea how much they'd be missed.

"He's Karl." A short beat. "Was. He was Karl Thekla, a mage." The mage part is probably obvious, seeing as he's in robes, but Anders is having a little trouble thinking entirely clearly. "I wish I could hear his voice again, but I've no idea what he or I'd say."

He chuckles, a little more awkwardly than anything else.