Carlisle might find the current set uo somewhat lacking in comfort and warmth, but to Glacius the set up looks perfectly cozy as he finishes gathering up the first armful of wood and returns to the scene. The strange beast milling around the campsite had initially caused some concern—he'd been occasionally looking out for danger and seeing that thing where his partner should be qualified—but then the alien remembered the enchantment on that cloak and had relaxed somewhat.

It still feels strange to be standing in front of an animal and communicating with it, though. Glacius puts the wood down in a neat pile near the spot it seems Carlisle has chosen for the fire, then straightens up, dusts his hands off, and tilts his head at the illusory form of the beast.

"Is this going to be... a permanent thing while you are wearing that cloak? If you need it for warmth then you should wear it, though I must admit I was... hoping to cozy up with a Bondmate, rather than a beast."