Carlisle presses his face tightly against his partner, each breath causing another tremor in his voice. Despite the fear he feels, the anxiety and the apprehension of the future, he knows his response.

"And I, as well. I... I would not return what bliss I have found with you even if it meant I would live forever. Your... your compassion, your touch, your love -- it all makes me feel more alive than I have ever been."

He is quiet for some time after that, simply trying to steady himself against his own turmoil, his breaths evening out as the minutes tick by. His grip on Glacius remains tight, his limbs still shaking as he tries to keep them as close as possible, as though the alien might be lost the moment he lets go. With the stars above them and his partner so near, it is easier for him to find that peace he wants, he needs... but it seems no matter what, he will always harbor some fear in the depths of his heart. It is his natural state, after all.