Jack went very quiet at the little details of Gabriel's parentage, face tipping to make it seem like he was looking into the fire. His fingers laced together and he slowly nodded his head, and he could assume based on the way that Gabriel spoke that those parents were long dead. "You must miss them," he said softly. "How long ago did they...?"

He was back to poking the flames, feeding them until the size and heat was satisfying enough and knowing that the coffee would boil up nicely. His thigh ached, but it was easy to ignore as he busied himself with pulling out two mugs.

"Slept well," he agreed. "You hiss when you sleep." More like the snakes hissed, but it could be one in the same. Also a play on snoring.