Then it is the ink that Glacius follows, the thick pools immediately drawing both his attention and concern. He knew things were going to be bad, but the sheer amount of ink everywhere is unprecedented—how is it even possible for the frail human to expel this much without his body caving in on itself?
... On second thought, the alien wishes he hasn't wondered, knowing that might just be what his partner is headed toward. He follows the dark trail with even more urgency before, finally making his way inside and spotting his lover in a crumpled heap.
"Carlisle—!" Glacius cries out, breaking the mental link in his horror as he dashes over and skids into kneel next to his partner. The warrior leans over, helping the cleric sit up with a careful hand at his back; it only takes a second of taking in the pallor of the human's features and the absolute greyness of his hair before he's wrapping him up in a concerned embrace instead.
"I'm here, Carlisle. It's alright, it's... it's going to be alright," the ice alien murmurs, cradling his partner tightly; his words seem like they are as much to convince himself as they are to reassure the human, at this point.
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... On second thought, the alien wishes he hasn't wondered, knowing that might just be what his partner is headed toward. He follows the dark trail with even more urgency before, finally making his way inside and spotting his lover in a crumpled heap.
"Carlisle—!" Glacius cries out, breaking the mental link in his horror as he dashes over and skids into kneel next to his partner. The warrior leans over, helping the cleric sit up with a careful hand at his back; it only takes a second of taking in the pallor of the human's features and the absolute greyness of his hair before he's wrapping him up in a concerned embrace instead.
"I'm here, Carlisle. It's alright, it's... it's going to be alright," the ice alien murmurs, cradling his partner tightly; his words seem like they are as much to convince himself as they are to reassure the human, at this point.