"You do not need to apologize to me--you did not mean to do it, and I understand how it can be difficult to gather your thoughts when you are frightened. And besides, it is as you said--no harm was done. By now, I am well acquainted with what it feels like, and I am used to the feeling of our metaphysical energies interacting. It is a shame whenever they must butt up against each other, rather than flowing naturally as they usually do during your examinations... but I will do what I must to reel you--or the both of us--back in."

Glacius sighs as he props himself up; it's his turn to run his hand over his partner now, as he gently cups the human's face with one hand and looks into his eyes as he tries to reassure him. "...Which is just a very long-winded way of me saying that I don't want you to worry or beat yourself up for this, alright? I am making the choice to stay, despite the warnings you have given me, because I care so deeply for you. Even if you do tug upon my will, I'm never going to be mad at you for it."

If anything, he'll just recognize it as a resounding cry for help, given that he knows just how dire circumstances must be for Carlisle to slip into the grasps of his curse like that. Now Glacius slips his hand up from the clergyman's jaw to the back of his head as he lays them both down, inviting his partner to shelter against his neck up underneath his chin. "No matter what happens, just remember this--there exists not a force in the world that can turn me away from you."