At first Reynir is just staring at Ami, waiting for an explanation that doesn't seem forthcoming. Only, she doesn't look confused. She looks... almost guilty. As if she's just blown a secret, rather than run up against some kind of confounding incongruity herself. And that hint of guilt makes Reynir look away from her, suddenly suspicious...

Which is when he notices that familiar mop of over-cared-for blond hair. And how hadn't he noticed Sigrun with that big, distinctive laugh of hers? Reynir would know that laugh anywhere.

He doesn't get a chance to see Lalli, because he's turning back to Ami, face gone a little pale under his freckles. But he's holding it together, for now. He just needs her to tell the truth.

"Why are so many of my friends here?"