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[tongueamok]

Hello, this is Carlisle. I mean, it's not Carlisle as in I'm actually answering you right now, so if you're trying to reply to me at the second, you should probably save your breath because I'm not really here. This is some kind of a recording of my voice, but this is my communicator. I'm going to assume these devices are as common here as they are in other places — not my world, but others, ones more technologically advanced than where I come from— so if you'd like to leave me a message, then you may do so here, or er... Right. Here is fine. So just leave yo— [beep]

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[tongueamok]

Then I will consider this endeavor successful.

[At least he's doing something right... for now. He finishes off his own portion and tucks the paper back into his bag, wondering idly what he has in the way of alcohol at the apartment. Surely enough to settle his nerves.]

I suppose I should allow you to return to your post. Should the streets suddenly become dangerous, they will need you.

[glacius]

As well you should! I hope we can make a habit of it, honestly. I am loathe to go our separate ways as is, but I suppose it would not be becoming of me to step away from my post for too long. Now, is there anything else you need of me? Have I settled your mind? I would be a poor partner if I let you walk away with something worrying you or nagging at the back of your thoughts.

[tongueamok]

[He gives Glacius a smile, setting his hand atop the alien's for as reassuring a squeeze as he can muster.]

As settled as it can be, thanks to your efforts. Your skill in rallying my spirit never ceases to amaze me.

[And as reluctant as he is for them to part, Carlisle does get to his feet. He would like to have Glacius all to himself for as long as possible, but such selfishness is unbecoming of him, especially given he shouldn't have such a relationship in the first place. It is already because of him that Glacius keeps his scar -- what more does he want?

He swallows that thought down, knowing it'd be best not to be consumed by it when he just said his mind was 'as settled as it can be.' It's frightening how quickly his own paranoia can eat him alive. He has been like that for a long time, though -- he cannot expect to change that overnight. He will survive until Glacius returns home and he feels safe from his troubles once more.]

[glacius]

[Glacius seems satisfied with that answer for the time being. When Carlisle squeezes against his hand he butts against him one last time, then allows the clergyman to get up, doing the same shortly after.] Ha... well, I wish the results could be more tangible at times, but one step at a time, I suppose. I do appreciate you saying so. In the meantime just focus on tonight, and we'll see if we can't get it settled the rest of the way.

Now, come. Spire Two is on the way back to the bridge that leads to the Guard's Headquarters. We can enjoy each other's presence for a little bit longer still. [With that he loops an arm around Carlisle's shoulders as has become their usual situation, leading them out of the park and back towards the curve in the road that takes them past the wooden bridge and sweeps towards their Spire. At that point their paths diverge, and Glacius gives his partner one last parting nuzzle, thanking him again for a wonderful outing. The day is going to seem longer now that he has such enjoyable evening plans... but that's more than alright with him, as it gives him something extra to look forward to.]