[ Reynir is a little taken aback at himself and the mixed emotions he feels when Onni accepts his apology in that way. Of course, there is relief there, that Onni is telling him not to apologize - something Onni does plenty, but in this case, where Reynir thinks it might really be necessary, it's good to hear. But then there is disappointment, as well. It's not like he had expected Onni to tell him it was wonderful or anything. Obviously not from the way he'd reacted. But something about the extremely faint praise of 'it wasn't bad' just doesn't sit right. Why does he feel that little sink in his stomach, like he wishes Onni had thought it was better than he'd expected or something?
Oh, well. It doesn't matter, and they're free, and Onni's not mad at him, and that's what is important. But Reynir does feel just a little like he'd made a fool of himself, without really being able to identify why. ]
Then let's go get some food!
[ He puts extra brightness and enthusiasm into it precisely because of that faint unease. ]
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Oh, well. It doesn't matter, and they're free, and Onni's not mad at him, and that's what is important. But Reynir does feel just a little like he'd made a fool of himself, without really being able to identify why. ]
Then let's go get some food!
[ He puts extra brightness and enthusiasm into it precisely because of that faint unease. ]