[Glacius sits eagerly when he's invited, finally moving to slide that great big helmet from his head, which he sets down in the grass by the bench. His smile is still in place, and though it's no less fond, it is slightly tempered now.] No, it certainly is not. Still, I didn't mean to make you feel like you'd been put on the spot... I just... I've never really had the chance to just look at you before, and in that moment it all felt... new again, in a way. If that makes sense.

[Realizing that it might not, the ice alien gives a slight chuckle.] Like I said, it's just good to be out with you again. Thank you for coming to spend time with me on my break, Carlisle... the gesture was so very kind and thoughtful. So. What do we have here? I mean-- I've seen another of your bread to be able to tell that's what it is, but is this a particular kind that you like?