Martin stood up upon the ruby and bowed deeply. "An honor to meet a real knight. My mortal name would be Martin Saltz. And I think in the way you mean it yes, yes we live,"
Martin got off the rock with a small hop. The bell on his hat jingled for the first time. "I figure some sliver of our corpses must have survived the blast. Then we must be regenerating. We are stuck in our own mind until we have enough body to be conscious... And we are able to cross over because.. I don't know, there must be some link between us."
Martin seemed troubled, he'd lost track of time so he had no idea how long he'd been here before the knight showed up but it had felt like years. He wondered how long it had been in the corporal world.