It does make sense, and it makes that one hard-to-read section fall right into place. He had his suspicions in the back of his mind, but he just didn't want to believe it. Knowing the fact of it all makes the rest of those letters especially chilling as he goes back over them. Especially the last couple, where the shakiness of the writing hints at the mental deterioration he went through.

He looks at her as she says his name, speechless for a moment. He's just been handed a death sentence, if all of this is to be believed. If these dates are to be believed, he has over a year left, and no more. He shudders. Somehow it's worse knowing that this death will befall him. Sure, he lives with death as a constant possibility, but... at least he'd be in his right mind if it ever happens.

"I thought I had longer... not as long as most people, given my status as a Warden, but... still, even then I'd have several more years left." He doesn't mind the short lifespan, since it means he'll die in his prime, he'll die strong, but a year? "Is it truly possible to change something that's already happened? That you... That I assume you experienced?" He looks at her curiously. "Who passed this warning to you?"