Glacius huffs out a little sigh. "It's fine--really. I was just thinking about how... even though I've tried to guard it, and I don't like having the memories forcibly dredged up for me..." thanks, gods, "... Talking about it with people has been good for me. So I guess in that way I sort of... am learning to face them."

He gives a half-hearted little laugh, amused at how mixed his feelings are over all of this. Ah well--it was better than having solely negative feelings, which was how things usually seemed to work in this cave. The ice alien watches as Carlisle spreads the dough, tilting his head. "What are you doing with it now..?"