In fours? Glacius tilts his head slightly, not understanding what that is supposed to mean at all... but he doesn't have a lot of time to think on it because the clergyman continues to prattle on under the effects of the haze, beginning to slip back into self-depreciation. The ice alien quickly attempts to reassure him--it would be much easier if he could look him his friend in the eyes, but he hasn't been told he can open them yet...

"Carlisle--remember what I said. You have done plenty for me; you have always been at my side, helping me in whatever capacity you can. Just because you sometimes have difficulty sewing doesn't make me appreciate you any less--I cherish every gesture of kindness that you have extended to me."