Now that feels like something Glacius can provide concrete assistance with. He doesn't even respond with words; he just emits a loving, rumbling purr as he slips his hands out of Carlisle's and then surges forward to wrap his powerful arms around the lanky human's waist, hefting him effortlessly. From there it's just a few steps backwards until they flopped down on the couch, the ice alien placing himself on his back—a position he would not adopt with any other—so that his partner can position himself however he wants.

Once he has, that's when words come back. Glacius keeps one arm draped over the clergyman, but threads the other through his partner's hair as he does his best to look him in his eyes. "Here you go. And... I'm sorry things have been so hard lately, Carlisle. I feel it too, but I'm... glad you're opening up to me about all this. You're still allowed to feel bad, but just know that I will do what I can to help you get through it."