When their progress in the tunnel halts, Reynir cranes his neck so that he can see past Jacob and figure out what is causing the delay. When he sees the split in the tunnel, he understands. He's just opened his mouth to ask if he can help, when he notices that Jacob doesn't look confused, and has not asked for help or even made any small noises of consideration. Perhaps he is trying to remember a map, or using some other method that Reynir doesn't know. So he resolves, for once, to be quiet for the time being.

That patience pays off, and Jacob makes the decision on his own, seeming plenty confident about it. So Reynir follows without complaint or question, though he does make a mental note of the way they came, in case they need to backtrack later.

"Like... technology? Weapons? Or are you talking about spiritual dangers?"

Reynir seems to regard all of these possibilities as equally likely, equally dangerous. He sighs, shaking his head, and then re-tucking his braid out of the way.

"That kind of recklessness seems like a really, really bad situation. Some rules are stupid and unnecessary - a lot of them - but some are there to keep everyone safe. It's one thing to endanger yourself, it's another to endanger others."