Well. Glacius suffers a pang of exasperation; here he is, following this human around under nothing more than a false understanding--the blind leading the blind, essentially. The alien emits a quiet grumbling sound, dropping his hands for a moment and rubbing at his icy temple. The only saving grace of this scenario is that he figured it out before he wasted too much of his own time on a search that would yield no results.

"I have no business with outsiders," Glacius explains, "My duty is to my own people." Well, that's not entirely true; his mission was to protect both his kind and humanity simultaneously, it was just that humanity wasn't supposed to know about it. "Perhaps you should have clarified before leading me in this search?"