I solemnly swear to have you back before dinner. [Glacius raises a hand earnestly—then falters and frowns. Wait, is this just confirming what they say about him being fatherly? Or is he sound more like a courting youngster trying to play at responsibility?

The alien is not sure how he feels about either option, so he turns to leave, gesturing for Lup to come with him.] Is there somewhere you would like to go in particular, or do you wish for me to lead the way?