At least Carlisle is still being cooperative enough. Glacius huffs a relieved little sigh when he agrees, nodding and sitting back down so that he can reach the clergyman's abdomen without hunching over. He gets maybe one pass done with the washcloth before the human speaks up again... is he... honestly apologizing for bleeding after getting brutally stabbed?

"It's fine--it's fine, Carlisle." Makers, and the alien thought he had a tendency to ramble on before. "You didn't ruin anything. I'm just happy that you're safe. Alright? And I'll make sure you stay that way. I said I was going to look out for you, and I meant it."