While Carlisle is the sort to feel intimidated by the tasks of him, Glacius immediately wants to seek out more information to see how he can help it all be accomplished... he wants to ask who he needs to make amends to, and what is required in his religion to redeem oneself in the eyes of the Clarity. He realizes, however, that whatever it is will likely require some work, and the clergyman isn't in the state to go up and pursue any of that just yet; moreover he doesn't want his mind hung up on those thoughts while he's trying to rest. He just wants the man to get a chance to relax...

"Please," Glacius snorts through his nose, "I doubt Pendlebrook Brimstone has faced half the things that you have, at this point. You're every bit the man that he is. I'm glad that I have helped you to feel some of that strength and capability, though; no one will ever be entirely free of self-doubt, but after everything you've been through you deserve someone who stands solidly behind you, encouraging you instead of tearing you down, and I..."

He pauses, thinks back on Carlisle's confession, then decides to offer one of his own. "... I'm glad I get to be that person for you, Carlisle. I appreciate everything you've done for me so deeply, whether it is just providing me with company and acceptance, listening to my problems, or offering your healing expertise to me despite how taxing it is," and here the alien gestures briefly to his hip, his face, his stomach, his gills--all the places the clergyman has mended for him. "You're extremely important to me and I... I want to be the same for you."