[ Lucky for Carlisle, Reynir has enough optimism to spare for at least three or four people. More than enough to share some. As Carlisle is describing potential distractions, a smile is spreading across Reynir's face, warm and bright. ]
Oh, well, that's easy! Those are things I would've wanted to do, anyway!
[ As for meeting in a place like this, maybe he could come up with some sort of rune, that Carlisle could put under his pillow, so he would arrive directly here rather than in that walled garden, so he wouldn't have to take that trip again...? What might it look like, such a rune? Reynir starts to think about it, hard, and doing so at that precise moment in his sleep cycle is enough to jar him awake.
Reynir knows that, almost certainly, Carlisle will remain in that same tranquil place until he wakes up, the same way other mages do in dreams. He knows that him disappearing like that might have been startling, but Carlisle is smart and hopefully he'll figure it out, and he has the sheep to keep him company...
Still, mid-way through the next day, Reynir sends a text just to check in with Carlisle, and also trying to establish how he is and whether he remembers the dream at all. Reynir isn't entirely sure that he will. The dreamspace can be unpredictable and who knows, given Carlisle's own magic...
He doesn't receive a text back for hours. Reynir alternates between worrying a little and telling himself he's being silly, and he has no reason to believe Carlisle is particularly prompt at answering his messages. Some people aren't. Reynir knows that. He reminds himself of that as he's getting ready for bed that next night.
What he does not expect is that, when he reappears in his area, that little patch of Iceland, Carlisle is there. Reynir lets out a little gasp, involuntarily, and exclaims: ]
Carlisle! You came back!
[ But now Reynir is confused. How had he gotten back here, without crossing that water by himself? Reynir doesn't think he could, really. Not just because of the fear, but because he would not have been able to walk on the water without Reynir there with him. So had he somehow managed to get himself to awaken in the dreamspace here, directly? How could he have? ]
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Oh, well, that's easy! Those are things I would've wanted to do, anyway!
[ As for meeting in a place like this, maybe he could come up with some sort of rune, that Carlisle could put under his pillow, so he would arrive directly here rather than in that walled garden, so he wouldn't have to take that trip again...? What might it look like, such a rune? Reynir starts to think about it, hard, and doing so at that precise moment in his sleep cycle is enough to jar him awake.
Reynir knows that, almost certainly, Carlisle will remain in that same tranquil place until he wakes up, the same way other mages do in dreams. He knows that him disappearing like that might have been startling, but Carlisle is smart and hopefully he'll figure it out, and he has the sheep to keep him company...
Still, mid-way through the next day, Reynir sends a text just to check in with Carlisle, and also trying to establish how he is and whether he remembers the dream at all. Reynir isn't entirely sure that he will. The dreamspace can be unpredictable and who knows, given Carlisle's own magic...
He doesn't receive a text back for hours. Reynir alternates between worrying a little and telling himself he's being silly, and he has no reason to believe Carlisle is particularly prompt at answering his messages. Some people aren't. Reynir knows that. He reminds himself of that as he's getting ready for bed that next night.
What he does not expect is that, when he reappears in his area, that little patch of Iceland, Carlisle is there. Reynir lets out a little gasp, involuntarily, and exclaims: ]
Carlisle! You came back!
[ But now Reynir is confused. How had he gotten back here, without crossing that water by himself? Reynir doesn't think he could, really. Not just because of the fear, but because he would not have been able to walk on the water without Reynir there with him. So had he somehow managed to get himself to awaken in the dreamspace here, directly? How could he have? ]
How?