Curufin laughs. "I wouldn't be at all surprised if the island sinks! I'm sure the gods would get a wonderful feast out of that, and it wouldn't bother them a bit if some people drowned. They'd just revive them in Hope's temple, or open the Door and get replacements."

The darkness in Curufin's soul is ancient. He himself believes that he was born with a fair portion of the dark element and only after he grew up did he add to it by committing actual crimes. But he's gone to war with beings that are far worse than he ever was, and he knows well how to defend himself against the arcane. His soul would not be easy pickings. However, he has no sense of who Leo is, only that a stranger is showing interest in his boat and an interest in conversation.

"My name's Curufin, by the way."