Both of them are afraid that their friendship may one day end, but Carlisle is helping more than he knows when he confesses his worries to the alien. Every since his clone had suggested they go their separate ways, Glacius had wondered how long it would be until his original shared those thoughts, if he wasn't having inklings already... to hear that his presence is still so important to the clergyman is... not only touching, but settling as well.
He draws the washcloth away--it's already been stained through with blood and needs to be rinsed, anyways--and then places his hand to his friend's shoulder once more. The contact feels novel all over again, given that he's never touched a human skin to the skin of his underbody before... the ice alien sighs in a contemplative manner, then turns his attention to Carlisle's face.
"I don't want to lose you, either... why do you think the double's words shook me as badly as they did?" Glacius asks, beginning to unconsciously run his hand over the clergyman's back again--the physical contact has become such a sign of solidarity and comfort that he's not even really thinking of it right now. "For so long now, you've been here with me in this cave, offering me kindness and understanding and support... if I lost that... if I lost you, I... I don't know what I would do." The alien pauses again, his hand stalling as he fights to find a better way to describe feelings that he's not sure he's ever felt before. Finding that words fail him, he goes with something succinct but meaningful, something that he figures the clergyman should probably hear.
"You're my closest friend too... you're important to me, greatly so. Thus, I will renew my promise to you: as long as you will have me, I will stay by your side, Carlisle. I could never forsake you, no matter what happens."
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He draws the washcloth away--it's already been stained through with blood and needs to be rinsed, anyways--and then places his hand to his friend's shoulder once more. The contact feels novel all over again, given that he's never touched a human skin to the skin of his underbody before... the ice alien sighs in a contemplative manner, then turns his attention to Carlisle's face.
"I don't want to lose you, either... why do you think the double's words shook me as badly as they did?" Glacius asks, beginning to unconsciously run his hand over the clergyman's back again--the physical contact has become such a sign of solidarity and comfort that he's not even really thinking of it right now. "For so long now, you've been here with me in this cave, offering me kindness and understanding and support... if I lost that... if I lost you, I... I don't know what I would do." The alien pauses again, his hand stalling as he fights to find a better way to describe feelings that he's not sure he's ever felt before. Finding that words fail him, he goes with something succinct but meaningful, something that he figures the clergyman should probably hear.
"You're my closest friend too... you're important to me, greatly so. Thus, I will renew my promise to you: as long as you will have me, I will stay by your side, Carlisle. I could never forsake you, no matter what happens."