Beware an old man in a profession where men die young.

There was a squeeze of Gabriel's arm around Jack, a little bump of helmets- "And here I thought I was the pessimistic one between us." More a tease than anything else, and at least t was distracting him from his idea of driving through the entire night if Jack somehow dozed off against his back again.

... He absolutely would if he thought he could get away with it, honestly.