Well, as he's on his estate, I'd reckon he's not dead.

[Trying for sarcastic, but failing, because natural curiosity is taking over, Matthias at least has the grace to pause.]

We met with him. Or he received us, anyways, had his people escort us to the camp and all. I couldn't tell, with him, one way or another, if he's worthy of suspicion or not. He was rich.

[Sort of damning on its own, that.]

Dunno much else myself.