She closes her eyes.

"People do not realise it until it happens to them." It's not really a correction, as much as it's an addition to what he's saying. Because this has very much been Alice's experience. Maybe not as much in the asylum, since she wasn't entirely lucid there and her contact with other people was very limited.. but the moment she got out and wandered the streets of London, she realised as much.

People can see death all around them. They can watch children dying in the street, each and every single day.

But they often don't start caring until it is their own life on the line.

"Thanatos.. forgive me if this is a very personal question." Alice opens her eyes again. Her fondness for him is betrayed in her words, the way she addresses him so politely, so tactfully. Alice wouldn't ask just anyone to forgive her, but she likes Thanatos. He has always been so kind to her.

The last thing she wants to do is potentially make him uncomfortable.

"But when people die.. do they see you? Do you come to get them..?" In Thanatos' own world, anyway.