No. No, I didn't. [Salieri's brow furrows] He welcomed me, even.

[he swallows] He was...ill. And dying. He said he wouldn't finish his Requiem, and I told him that he would live, that he must, because--[Salieri cuts himself off again, brow deeply furrowed in upset, eyes distant even as he stares at the bookshelf across the way]