[Carlisle's answer is sharp, as chilly as the air around them. He tries again, knowing he should be kinder to someone who is doing him a favor, no matter how much he'd like to insist otherwise.]
Sorry. I- I am sorry. I am not well, no, but perhaps I can entertain more than my vices now.
[He slides into the easy chair across from the couch and slips one of the pieces of paper under the teapot, his hands still trembling as his fingers fumble with the sheet.]
My- Glacius is covered in an icy layer that is crucial for his survival.
[He just kind of blurts out that explanation, as though he's anxious about this train of thought and hopes to derail it with facts that may or may not be pertinent to any potential conversation.]
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Date: 2017-09-23 09:52 am (UTC)[Carlisle's answer is sharp, as chilly as the air around them. He tries again, knowing he should be kinder to someone who is doing him a favor, no matter how much he'd like to insist otherwise.]
Sorry. I- I am sorry. I am not well, no, but perhaps I can entertain more than my vices now.
[He slides into the easy chair across from the couch and slips one of the pieces of paper under the teapot, his hands still trembling as his fingers fumble with the sheet.]
My- Glacius is covered in an icy layer that is crucial for his survival.
[He just kind of blurts out that explanation, as though he's anxious about this train of thought and hopes to derail it with facts that may or may not be pertinent to any potential conversation.]