It's hardly eavesdropping when the answer is right out there for anyone to see.

[But since he had tricked her into confirming the information...]

My Lord is here. Well, a version of my lord is here. It seems that because we are from different points in time, our contract has been severed. How I am remaining manifest is beyond me. Hopefully, we will figure that out soon.

[Not knowing makes Diarmuid justifiably uneasy.]