Glenn partially wants to scrub his face, and insist that he's not afraid, but that would be a lie. He then tilts his head and raises an eyebrow when he's described as being more frightened than a tiny creature that sounds canine. A puppy? But the inflection makes it sound like it's not just a dog.

But being confused about the name of the creature isn't the point, he realizes.

"...Yeah. I'll-- I'll make the effort to get to that point. Even I know that's just... the starting block."

Every day he lives in fear like this, and then every day gets even more exhausting than the last.

But he can't help but ask, "What's a Lillipup?"