[ Reynir had thought to wait and ask more later, but as soon as Carlisle mentions an affliction, he wonders if it is related to what he'd said earlier, about being cursed twice. He sees no reason not to ask - Carlisle is already dwelling on unpleasant subjects, possibly working himself into a fright again. If there's any chance of interrupting that momentum, Reynir is going to take it. ]
Affliction? You... were ill? Are ill?
[ He is playing dumb just slightly, but for good reason. He is giving Carlisle a potential out, if he wants to merely wave it off as something like that. The young mage's green eyes are intent, however, wide and credulous and unafraid. He wants to know more. He wants to understand. ]
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Affliction? You... were ill? Are ill?
[ He is playing dumb just slightly, but for good reason. He is giving Carlisle a potential out, if he wants to merely wave it off as something like that. The young mage's green eyes are intent, however, wide and credulous and unafraid. He wants to know more. He wants to understand. ]