Well, that first request is one you do not have to wait until you are better for, Glacius replies, all warmth and reassurance. As for the ocean—that sounds like a wonderful idea, and I am happy to hear you bold and open-minded enough to try it. I will not take you too far out, do not worry; I have seen what lurks in the gloom of the depths, and have no desire to return there, as I do not think it will be enjoyable for either of us. No, I will scout for a nice reef where the sun can still light the sea, so you can feel its rays warming you as we explore together. Doesn't it sound nice?

It certainly does to the alien, though he's aware they have to make it to that point first; he's still pushing himself in his dogged run, the clinic drawing nearer and nearer. Once he reaches that familiar building he immediately starts looking around for Carlisle, though it might be easier for the cleric to spot him first, given the alien's hulking figure and his own prone position on the ground.