Reyson has some lingering mixed feelings about Branded. This... does not look like a standard Brand. It doesn't even look like a spirit charmer thing. Whatever it is probably does not matter all that much at the moment. The man's capable of missing someone and thus deserving of aid.

"And I thought I glimpsed my sister. No friend of yours would want you to drown yourself."

He speaks firmly but not without sympathy. He's not really in a position to think anyone else a fool for falling for false visions. After all, he's so sodden he can't really fly. Otherwise he'd be hovering for the sake of his neck or possibly his pride. Being eye-level with that chest is scratching some old scars on his self-esteem.