Carlisle rests himself against Glacius' chest, seemingly at peace despite the climb -- it's hard for him to feel anything but when he's in the arms of his partner, where he feels safer than anywhere else. The smile that pulls itself across his face in his moment of blissful naiveté falters as he takes a glance at just how steep the climb is, but Glacius' reassurances do much to assuage his fears.

"You need not apolooooh we are very high up." So much for not letting his apprehension get to him. He lifts his gaze upward, keeping his eyes far from the ground and the thought of plummeting toward it. "Not that- not that I think you incapable of handing such a height. This is- is not the first time you have carried me, nor even the first time I've been carried from a cliff, or been camping. We- we are safe out here. I am safe as long as I am with you."

He gives Glacius a genuine smile as they reach the ground, doing his best to be optimistic, despite his natural inclinations.