"I mean it, Carlisle," Glacius insists, just in case that's one of those placating agreements. He doesn't think it is, in this instance, as the clergyman has gotten better at taking heart from his words and believing in him... but sometimes it bears repeating. "I know it is frightening, and I know it is hard to cope with. But you are strong, and you have a good heart and soul, regardless of what you might believe this curse says about you. It won't best you... and outside of the moments when it attempts to sink its claws into you, I will do whatever I can to ensure that you have as anyone else. Alright?"