[Armin hurts when he sees his friend like that, in his throat and deep in his chest - coming apart too much to even try to hold together. But it never even occurs to him Alcuin might not know what a projected image might look like, so he's shocked when the man panics. He holds his hands out placatingly, alarmed, trying to calm him.]

Alcuin? No, it's - I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you. It's all right, I'm all right, I just wanted to see you. I'm not a ghost, just miles away. I'm sorry, please...