Istredd's never seen anyone let themselves get sick in here, which means that this is very deep into Wilhelm's psyche. He is struggling with something so severe mentally that he can convince his body to vomit. That's some deep issues. He is concerned for certain, waving a hand and the vomit simply disappears, because it isn't real here. None of this is real.
"You don't have to be sorry. It's fine, Wilhelm. I'm glad you're willing to keep trying. That's important." Rather than give up, which would help no one. Istredd can't help him in this situation until they work more together and he puts himself in a position where he can provide more guidance.
He nods in the rushed way of someone trying to end a conversation fast. Embarrassment explodes among the volatile cocktail of emotions mixed inside of him. Istredd's sympathy both makes him feel better and worse about all of this. Better, because it means mercy — he won't make him stay and try more magic in spite of his meltdown. Worse, because it probably means he's the most pathetic thing the guy has ever seen in all his years of practicing magecraft. Cool.
"I'll...see you tomorrow," Wilhelm says brusquely, turning to leave. It's after a few steps that he remembers he can just vanish from the Horizon at will, and he does so, unceremoniously.
It would be hard to come back, but he will force himself. Maybe Istredd is right, and strengthening his control over fire in general will someday make it easier to spark his own. And if he's wrong, and the problem is as insurmountable as it feels to Wilhelm right now, then maybe practicing his magic will at least prevent it from exploding out of him unwanted.
He was right about one thing: Wilhelm cannot stay stuck where he is forever.
we can wrap here or on yours!
"You don't have to be sorry. It's fine, Wilhelm. I'm glad you're willing to keep trying. That's important." Rather than give up, which would help no one. Istredd can't help him in this situation until they work more together and he puts himself in a position where he can provide more guidance.
His gaze is sympathetic. "Go get some rest."
the end
"I'll...see you tomorrow," Wilhelm says brusquely, turning to leave. It's after a few steps that he remembers he can just vanish from the Horizon at will, and he does so, unceremoniously.
It would be hard to come back, but he will force himself. Maybe Istredd is right, and strengthening his control over fire in general will someday make it easier to spark his own. And if he's wrong, and the problem is as insurmountable as it feels to Wilhelm right now, then maybe practicing his magic will at least prevent it from exploding out of him unwanted.
He was right about one thing: Wilhelm cannot stay stuck where he is forever.