[Though Carlisle eyes those gills at that cough, his worry rising, he's almost more concerned about his conduct when he's had heavy doses of the bond of Ulbrech. He's doesn't get intoxicated often, whether from the drink or enchanted drugs, but he knows his behavior can be unbecoming when he does. At least it helped him this time, apparently... in a way.
His fingers tighten slightly around Glacius' hand.]
You are not a creature, Glacius. No more than I. And that phantom wearing my face was no more me than yours was you.
[His face falls just a hair in the darkness; no, Glacius' double was far more like another alien he knew.]
no subject
His fingers tighten slightly around Glacius' hand.]
You are not a creature, Glacius. No more than I. And that phantom wearing my face was no more me than yours was you.
[His face falls just a hair in the darkness; no, Glacius' double was far more like another alien he knew.]