Oh, that was a terribly bad sign. He was the one who was supposed to be talking to dead (or supposedly dead, in this case) compatriots! William must be in a very unbalanced state indeed -- he should know.

"William?" He poked his head around the corner, trying to find his performer in the rooms. "William, who are you talking to?" There was really no breaking the 'I'm alive, and also right over here' news lightly; Meister would either take it well or he would not.