Though Glacius is still happily coasting along on the placid sea of endorphins permeating his body, that sentiment--so simple, and yet so powerful--captures his attention more clearly. Those few but striking words would be uplifting enough on their own, but with the link between them active, he can feel it for himself. He can feel his partner's love, and the peace and hope that he gets

And for a creature who has sometimes wondered just how much he can mean to beings so different from himself, and has at times struggled to define his place among them, that is no small thing for Glacius. It makes him feel love and peace and hope, too. He curls his arm around Carlisle a little bit more tightly, carefully allowing some of his icy shell to retract to allow his partner closer--and to give him a more comfortable place to rest, as resting is what he seems inclined to do right now. The alien doesn't mind; it means he did his job right. He just settles back against the bedding and gives a smitten little sigh.

"I love you too, Carlisle. Now, rest... it is my turn to watch over you now, and I shall be right by your side when you awaken."