Been a little more difficult when he'd been benched, but it hadn't stopped him from trying, many arguments as it had caused. Gabriel just couldn't sit still or stand by while there was a crisis and things were freezing them out of doing anything. Something that hadn't been a problem before egos had started fearing what reaching out or allowing Overwatch to help could mean for their looks in the world of power.
There'd already been a choke-hold on that platform where nothing could be done, and so even with having nothing but a few things tucked away out of paranoia to their names... well. This was a little more freeing, even if for now they were at a sore disadvantage.
Looking in a mirror needed to wait, let Jack have a little more time, but Gabriel doubted he'd be able to look for long at the mess made. Even if it made no difference to him, could still see that handsome face past and for it, could look completely different to who it belonged to. "So my opinion is heavily biased?" Better than nothing. "You've got me to look good for you instead, so I'd think that makes you the winner." It was all in good fun, honestly. There was a twitch at the corner of his mouth, "Sounds like I should have gone through with making a statement about it to you personally," equal parts 'we told you so' and Jack getting to hear it personally.
But hadn't due to the fact it might've been just a little too humiliating for the kid, and he hadn't been stepping out of line to the point to have earned that sort of 'punishment' around the time of that event.
They should be moving, they should be trying to get new clothing, find some transport, a many number of things, but even Gabriel didn't want to move. Wanted to take the time and let themselves heal and reorient. Get as much of that under their belts as possible.
"We will," A light brush of lips against skin once more, doing what he could to stay away from injury, "We will." No doubt in his mind, relaxing a little bit more to perhaps try and get a little more rest himself, needing another dose of meds or not.
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Date: 2019-05-20 07:22 pm (UTC)There'd already been a choke-hold on that platform where nothing could be done, and so even with having nothing but a few things tucked away out of paranoia to their names... well. This was a little more freeing, even if for now they were at a sore disadvantage.
Looking in a mirror needed to wait, let Jack have a little more time, but Gabriel doubted he'd be able to look for long at the mess made. Even if it made no difference to him, could still see that handsome face past and for it, could look completely different to who it belonged to. "So my opinion is heavily biased?" Better than nothing. "You've got me to look good for you instead, so I'd think that makes you the winner." It was all in good fun, honestly. There was a twitch at the corner of his mouth, "Sounds like I should have gone through with making a statement about it to you personally," equal parts 'we told you so' and Jack getting to hear it personally.
But hadn't due to the fact it might've been just a little too humiliating for the kid, and he hadn't been stepping out of line to the point to have earned that sort of 'punishment' around the time of that event.
They should be moving, they should be trying to get new clothing, find some transport, a many number of things, but even Gabriel didn't want to move. Wanted to take the time and let themselves heal and reorient. Get as much of that under their belts as possible.
"We will," A light brush of lips against skin once more, doing what he could to stay away from injury, "We will." No doubt in his mind, relaxing a little bit more to perhaps try and get a little more rest himself, needing another dose of meds or not.