Glacius' doubt cuts Carlisle like a knife, all while reaffirming his growing concern. Though his hands shake, he takes the key without hesitation and unlocks the door for both of them to enter their home, together.

But it isn't enough, is it? His own doubts turn on him, his exhaustion having worn away plenty of purchase for them to alight. He mumbles another apology as the door opens, defeat weighing upon him like a thick, stifling blanket. Unlike his friendship with Glacius, it offers neither warmth nor comfort to his worried mind.