He needed that more than he would like to admit, that chaste kiss to the forehead. It warmed him as much as the new clothing, cutting through the cold of his body struggling to find a good temperature. He stood guard without making it seem like that was what he was doing, pretending to be looking at an object which could be mistaken for a mobile.

His eyes were constantly on the move, looking above to the windows to out the alley to back towards Gabriel as the older man changed. He could tell the moment that Reyes had to crouch for the sake of boots, could hear the change in the way he breathed. The benefit of this time of morning was very few people were out and about. No one looked down the alley either.

Once Gabe was packed up and seemingly ready to go, he shifted to pull the pack back on across his shoulders. They might not look like bombing victims, but they still needed to get out of town. "Where do you want to snatch a bike? Closer to the edge of town, or anywhere we can find one?"