[Once they're outside and headed towards the park, Glacius moves his hand from Carlisle's back and drapes it gently around his shoulders, apparently unconcerned by what people might think upon noticing that sort of contact. While too private a creature to go shouting his new-found relationship from the mountaintops, this is one thing he apparently doesn't feel like he needs to guard like a secret. If people notice, fine; if not, that's alright too. This is something between the two of them, so any contact or gestures of affection are solely for Carlisle.] Good, I am glad to hear that... and I am glad to see you finding peaceful ways to ease yourself back into the daily routines of life, what with the gardening and baking... [He puffs out a light snort, fondly amused.] I mean, I'm assuming that's why you showed up coated in that powdery white substance. Does that have something to do with what you brought in the bag..?