[ Some people might call Carlisle a coward for his reaction to the whole situation, but Reynir only sees bravery. He watches as Carlisle forces himself to move from the (imagined) safety of the tree, approaching him and then shutting his eyes. It's brave, and an act of extreme trust. For just a moment, Reynir doubts himself, if he has earned that. But he's the one who is here. Carlisle needs help and Reynir is the only one around, and so he'll just have to be good enough.
So when Carlisle pleads with him not to go, Reynir answers swiftly and with conviction: ]
I won't. I'm not going to leave you, I promise.
[ He glances up and out in the direction they will be going, and then back at Carlisle, still trembling slightly but with his eyes shut tight. ]
I am gonna touch your shoulder and hold your hand, though.
[ That warning given, Reynir lays one hand on Carlisle's shoulder and reaches over to take Carlisle's hand with the other so he can guide him. Once he's done that, he presses gently to get Carlisle moving. He figures that silence will only make the lack of vision all the worse and he doesn't want to give Carlisle's imagination time to cook up any terror or imagine it hears the sound of anything threatening. So he keeps up a steady stream of words even as the two of them start walking like that - tentative for the first few steps but quickly becoming quite brisk - the quicker they get there, the sooner it's all over. ]
There's actually a silly game like this that we used to play in my village where you would start in a particular spot and one person would shut their eyes and someone else would lead them and if you were being led you had to try to keep track of where you were and if you were doing the leading you had to try to get them turned around and at some point you stopped and the person with their eyes closed had to guess like, oh I'm at the top of the hill near that broken down old stone wall or oh I'm right outside Reynir's house...
[ Reynir keeps going even as they step off the land and onto the flat surface of the water. He knows just where he is going, and that the journey shouldn't take all that long at all. Already up ahead he can see that shimmer, and beyond it, the rich green hills that look just like Iceland.
It's a little bit sad, that he won't get to show Carlisle more of this place, explore, but Reynir is adaptable. He would much rather get Carlisle somewhere he feels safe and happy than anything else. ]
...and it might sound like that's boring but we all lived there all our lives and we know the village back to front so it took an awful lot of work to get us confused, but it did happen now and then, there was this one girl in particular who was so good at it, I've got no idea what her secret was, honestly I would expect magic but she was always a terrible liar so there's no way she was a mage all that time and just hiding it from everyone...
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So when Carlisle pleads with him not to go, Reynir answers swiftly and with conviction: ]
I won't. I'm not going to leave you, I promise.
[ He glances up and out in the direction they will be going, and then back at Carlisle, still trembling slightly but with his eyes shut tight. ]
I am gonna touch your shoulder and hold your hand, though.
[ That warning given, Reynir lays one hand on Carlisle's shoulder and reaches over to take Carlisle's hand with the other so he can guide him. Once he's done that, he presses gently to get Carlisle moving. He figures that silence will only make the lack of vision all the worse and he doesn't want to give Carlisle's imagination time to cook up any terror or imagine it hears the sound of anything threatening. So he keeps up a steady stream of words even as the two of them start walking like that - tentative for the first few steps but quickly becoming quite brisk - the quicker they get there, the sooner it's all over. ]
There's actually a silly game like this that we used to play in my village where you would start in a particular spot and one person would shut their eyes and someone else would lead them and if you were being led you had to try to keep track of where you were and if you were doing the leading you had to try to get them turned around and at some point you stopped and the person with their eyes closed had to guess like, oh I'm at the top of the hill near that broken down old stone wall or oh I'm right outside Reynir's house...
[ Reynir keeps going even as they step off the land and onto the flat surface of the water. He knows just where he is going, and that the journey shouldn't take all that long at all. Already up ahead he can see that shimmer, and beyond it, the rich green hills that look just like Iceland.
It's a little bit sad, that he won't get to show Carlisle more of this place, explore, but Reynir is adaptable. He would much rather get Carlisle somewhere he feels safe and happy than anything else. ]
...and it might sound like that's boring but we all lived there all our lives and we know the village back to front so it took an awful lot of work to get us confused, but it did happen now and then, there was this one girl in particular who was so good at it, I've got no idea what her secret was, honestly I would expect magic but she was always a terrible liar so there's no way she was a mage all that time and just hiding it from everyone...