[This is more or less news to Glacius. He'd known that the other ice alien had wanted to kill him for some reason, though Carlisle had been too stricken by grief and guilt and inner conflict to really enunciate why--all the clergyman had mentioned was his mission, and a human, and then the conversation had gone on a different track. Another piece of the puzzle has been put together, but he's not sure it's a piece he wanted... clearly the same can be said for his friend, who already seems to have put it together.]
Like your friend..? [Glacius ventures softly, watching the way Carlisle looks up at the sky--his expression so forlorn, his eyes shining with sadness in the starlight.] Like... Algidus? You think he was... based on me, somehow? [The ice alien pauses, really not sure what to think about that. On the one hand, it made a lot of sense why they were able to come together and forge such a strong friendship in this world; Glacius thought it was simply because Carlisle had experience with his species, but what if it was something more personal than that? It was oddly touching, another instance of that sort of solidarity they'd been building up, to know that no matter what world they ended up in, they would always be friends-- while Algidus' aggression and frequent lack of compassion was a direct point against that. From the sounds of things, the other ice alien had been tortured and angry and not all that kind at times... but Carlisle clearly still cared a great deal for him, clearly valued their friendship deeply.
It was all a lot to take in, and if the pale ice alien could barely manage to sort those feelings out in his head then he could only imagine how the clergyman must have been dealing with it. It explains a whole hell of a lot of why he'd been drinking so much so often-- clearly it had been bothering him for a damn long time. Glacius wasn't even remotely sure what to say, so instead he opted to remain silent for now, pulling himself up so that he could sit properly next to Carlisle and loop an arm tightly around him in a supporting, comforting embrace. No matter what happened between them of another world, he was going to be here for him. He wouldn't let anything tear them apart... they'd come too far.]
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Like your friend..? [Glacius ventures softly, watching the way Carlisle looks up at the sky--his expression so forlorn, his eyes shining with sadness in the starlight.] Like... Algidus? You think he was... based on me, somehow? [The ice alien pauses, really not sure what to think about that. On the one hand, it made a lot of sense why they were able to come together and forge such a strong friendship in this world; Glacius thought it was simply because Carlisle had experience with his species, but what if it was something more personal than that? It was oddly touching, another instance of that sort of solidarity they'd been building up, to know that no matter what world they ended up in, they would always be friends-- while Algidus' aggression and frequent lack of compassion was a direct point against that. From the sounds of things, the other ice alien had been tortured and angry and not all that kind at times... but Carlisle clearly still cared a great deal for him, clearly valued their friendship deeply.
It was all a lot to take in, and if the pale ice alien could barely manage to sort those feelings out in his head then he could only imagine how the clergyman must have been dealing with it. It explains a whole hell of a lot of why he'd been drinking so much so often-- clearly it had been bothering him for a damn long time. Glacius wasn't even remotely sure what to say, so instead he opted to remain silent for now, pulling himself up so that he could sit properly next to Carlisle and loop an arm tightly around him in a supporting, comforting embrace. No matter what happened between them of another world, he was going to be here for him. He wouldn't let anything tear them apart... they'd come too far.]