Ilde vaguely imagined stakes or beheading might've been involved, when he told her he'd died (again); Baedal's already helpfully illustrated the fact that sunlight won't even give him a tan, for all that he's got an aversion. She's reminded of that by his phrasing, and wonders briefly if he's forgotten telling her - he was, she recalls, a bit sloshed at the time.

"What was going on?" she asks, after a moment.