[Yeah, good thing Reynir clarified about those omens, because Carlisle's eyes certainly did flick his way, his face wrinkling with apprehension. He returns his attention to the fields before them on Reynir's assurance, hoping it can be trusted. He has no reason to believe Reynir is lying to him, after all, though Carlisle's anxieties rarely rest, even in his sleep.]

Not at all. I simply was not optimistic it would live up to expectations, is all.

[He does wonder what it is Reynir means when he says he'd prefer to die in an omen, though. Is it like dying in a nightmare? Does that happen often to mages like him?]

Are you a seer, then? Or are these omens and foresight common among mages of your world, much like walking into one another's dreams?