Carlisle's starting and stopping and second-guessing himself leaves Glacius to fill in the blanks... and after everything they've been through at the hands of the doubles, he is not exactly optimistic. He wrings his hands together, his gills fluttering--starts to speak but gets cut off in a cough. He can still feel lingering pain from the barbs in his gills; he needs to let them rest.

Taking some time to allow the respiratory fit to pass, he then casts a quick glance around the room, his glowing green eyes fall on Carlisle's communicator. Picking it up, the ice alien struggles with the tiny keys for a moment before finally managing to punch in a message, which he holds out to the human to read:

you suffer because of me
i'm sorry