"That is kind of you," Aerich said. "Though, standing here, I wonder. I had assumed that any future lives would be much the same as my present life. Standing here, I find myself in contemplation."

Generally, he'd assumed that he'd be reborn as another noble, if not another Lyorn. But, certainly, there were also the Teckla, and the people outside the Empire, and even those of other species. Would it be so strange to be an Easterner, with their fleeting lives of dozens of years? or a Serioli or cat-centaur?

He feels like he should be more troubled by those thoughts than he is. Being only one person, even one who had led a satisfactory life suddenly seems to be a limit.

"Would you tell me of your life?"