Gabriel hummed, somewhere low in his throat, because Jack was right. That and they already had enough on their plate for the time being and, well. whatever time it was they would have during this meeting and his rescue from being sold in to a form of being owned as little more than an attack dog.

The tip of his tail curled over Jack's hip as he ate that chocolate cake, licking the remnants of it from his fingers. There wasn't a single trace left of it save for bits of it in his beard, which a few of his snakes pointed out an that tongue of his slipped out to gather them easily enough.

"I don't normally consume sweet things, so we'll just have to wait and see." Settling in again after with a content sort of sound.