Jack had taken risks in the past, many of them, and he had survived. He might not have put himself out there this far before, but he currently wasn't concerned about the risk that he was taking. His goal was to return Gabriel to his own living space and after that, he would worry about where his life was going. He was not afraid of being caught like this, having already made his arguments in his head on the travel to set the gorgon free.

His fingers continued on their path, tracing long lines of scales as his cheek rested on those flexing scales and muscles. His eyes drifted closed, and he swore he could feel a tendril of the magic that was Gabriel's being, a fire that few could understand and appreciate.

"It means something to me. No one has called me handsome since I was a boy," he murmured softly, voice dropping in timber as he too began to slip towards sleep. His fingers played over the snake's body and head, careful not to be too bothersome to it. "At least we have this now," he murmured sleepily before he drifted off, warm and comfortable.