The hunter's best was all that Gabriel could ask of him, really. Worried somewhat about being too much trouble, going out of his way, and endangering himself just by undertaking this task. Who knew what could happen if people found out that Jack was helping something deemed by many as a monster, especially one from a race that had nearly be wiped out completely out of fear.

Muscles flexed a little under touch, but otherwise there was nothing discouraging Jack from touching. Didn't mind it in the least, and if nothing else he was slowly starting to drift simply due to how relaxed the touch was making him feel.

"You're a handsome man, Jack. The scars do not take away from that, even if my opinion may not mean overly much." Considering he wasn't human. The scars didn't bother him a single bit. That snake leaned in to the touch as Gabriel's breathing slowed. "It doesn't stop it, no"