"Welcome. It appears," Igor begins, peering at them over his desk, "that you've discovered what occurs when someone meets their end in this place." A quick wave to the floating, unconscious Ren. "Death...such a thing is highly inconvenient for the formation of new bonds, I believe you'll agree. At least, of the permanent sort." Igor rubs his hands together with a chuckle. "There is nothing of that nature here. Those who encounter such unfortunate circumstances as would warrant permanent death will simply return to the Velvet Room and be...restored to the state they were previously."

"So he's alive," Ren sums up.

"The body can be remade without issue. The soul remains intact as it was. But the memory of death may or may not linger in the mind..." Another handrub and chuckle. "I leave these matters to you."