Despite the cold, Carlisle had nearly nodded off beneath the alien, only to stir when Glacius addresses him and slides his hands around his back. It's for the best; Glacius is right in that the cold does his dreams no favors.

He offers Glacius a soft smile, resting his hand along the alien's neck for extra leverage when being lifted. He might be embarrassed to be carried sometimes, but he's happy to retire for the day with his partner, especially when the day has been a devastating one. "Yes, let's. There is nothing we can do now that cannot be done tomorrow."

Or the next day, or the next, for as long as the city will keep them together. They simply need only take it day by day, and cherish what time they have, no matter how frightening the potential of the future may be.