[And with those same glowing, green eyes, Glacius can surely see the uncertainly that colors the clergyman, despite the lingering redness in his cheeks and nose. There is indeed sadness there, as well as guilt -- it's always guilt.]
He wasn't you.
[From the sound of it, Carlisle's double had simply tried to ruin his life; however, Glacius' wanted to replace him. The things he say, and the way he said them—
He shakes his head, pulling Glacius' hand into his lap to wrap his other hand around it.]
no subject
He wasn't you.
[From the sound of it, Carlisle's double had simply tried to ruin his life; however, Glacius' wanted to replace him. The things he say, and the way he said them—
He shakes his head, pulling Glacius' hand into his lap to wrap his other hand around it.]
He wasn't you, Glacius.