Glacius does so when he's bid, the glowing green light of his eyes reappearing... and when he opens his eyes to see no glumness, but instead that same relaxed smile, he can't help but give a little sigh of relief. "Don't say things like that," he murmurs gently, standing at the side of the bed... though he resists the urge to lay a hand on Carlisle like he usually might, unsure of what contact is supposed to mean any more now. "You already are good enough. One of the best people in this cave that I have met."

Now he flicks on last glance over the clergyman, tucked under his bedding with his head propped up on pillows as he is. "Are you comfortable, Carlisle? Is there anything else you need of me?"