[ Reynir accepts that wordless invitation, plopping himself down but giving Carlisle plenty of room, since he doesn't appear in any danger of passing out. He hadn't bothered to lace up his boots, in his rush to get here, merely shoved his feet into them. So he kicks them off easily and sits cross-legged on the bed, facing Carlisle.
When Carlisle refers to him as his friend, Reynir smiles. Sure, it's nighttime and he'd only just gone to bed when he found Carlisle still in the dream, but he can catch up on sleep later. This is too important. Carlisle had a bad scare and he needs a distraction from himself and Reynir is his friend, so of course, he will help.
He thinks he knows just the thing, too. ]
Then how about I teach you a bit more about Icelandic runes?
[ Reynir knows that Carlisle is interested in the topic already, that it seems like a real passionate interest of his, something that takes him outside himself. And if they are talking about magic in Reynir's world, it might take Carlisle's mind of himself, his curse, his own world that he might be missing or mourning or both. ]
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When Carlisle refers to him as his friend, Reynir smiles. Sure, it's nighttime and he'd only just gone to bed when he found Carlisle still in the dream, but he can catch up on sleep later. This is too important. Carlisle had a bad scare and he needs a distraction from himself and Reynir is his friend, so of course, he will help.
He thinks he knows just the thing, too. ]
Then how about I teach you a bit more about Icelandic runes?
[ Reynir knows that Carlisle is interested in the topic already, that it seems like a real passionate interest of his, something that takes him outside himself. And if they are talking about magic in Reynir's world, it might take Carlisle's mind of himself, his curse, his own world that he might be missing or mourning or both. ]