[ That's his bedroom name. ]

It isn't kindness. There just simply are no rules that state we aren't allowed to disclose this information.

[ Aristotle doesn't appreciate being jostled from his spot though so have a pidove squinting at you. He doesn't do anything about it though as he's perfectly warm ruffled up against William's shoulder. He takes the time to pet the bird though, trying to calm it. ]

We are only prohibited from informing the living of their appointed time, nothing more.