Age made more far more reckless... after all, very few normal people can take me in a fight, so my wading in usually sends them running. [He had taken out more of Hakem's men than normal people would be able to, but his anger had blinded him to the dangers of going toe-to-toe with Reaper. Yes, Ana's assistance had been needed.] I doubt she wanted to have either of us kill each other. She knew we were angry and stubborn enough to do it.
[It was that part which bothered him more than he would have expected it to. Gabriel wasn't the Reaper that he had heard rumours and reports about, and that was a big change. To lose Ana was to lose the possibility of having someone that had watched that change happen over the years. Also, who else had even been here as long as Reyes anymore?
He grunted at the mention of tea.] Always with her tea. She never had whiskey or anything fun. Swear she would pack my wounds with tea leaves one of these days. [He shook his head.] Never could sew flesh together either. Always left that for you.
[Yeah well, he supposed that was true, but there was a frown on his lips when Gabe made it clear this was going to be a night where black-out drunk was the objective of the evening and Reyes planned on getting to that finish line as fast as possible. It was only the request to stay from before that had him holding his tongue. Gabe was an adult and could do whatever the hell he wanted.]
You're tired of being alone? [Not sure he exactly expected to hear that so soon, even if he saw it, saw the signs.] I said I would stay, and I will, Gabriel. I can still be a man of my word.
[He slowly eased over to the fridge and opened it to pull out one of the neon blue bottles and swirled the liquid. He popped the cap off with a thumb and turned back to regard the older man.]
You're a sad sack of crap, you know that. Come one, let's find a place for you to drink yourself to oblivion and I'll try not to draw on your face when you're out.
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[It was that part which bothered him more than he would have expected it to. Gabriel wasn't the Reaper that he had heard rumours and reports about, and that was a big change. To lose Ana was to lose the possibility of having someone that had watched that change happen over the years. Also, who else had even been here as long as Reyes anymore?
He grunted at the mention of tea.] Always with her tea. She never had whiskey or anything fun. Swear she would pack my wounds with tea leaves one of these days. [He shook his head.] Never could sew flesh together either. Always left that for you.
[Yeah well, he supposed that was true, but there was a frown on his lips when Gabe made it clear this was going to be a night where black-out drunk was the objective of the evening and Reyes planned on getting to that finish line as fast as possible. It was only the request to stay from before that had him holding his tongue. Gabe was an adult and could do whatever the hell he wanted.]
You're tired of being alone? [Not sure he exactly expected to hear that so soon, even if he saw it, saw the signs.] I said I would stay, and I will, Gabriel. I can still be a man of my word.
[He slowly eased over to the fridge and opened it to pull out one of the neon blue bottles and swirled the liquid. He popped the cap off with a thumb and turned back to regard the older man.]
You're a sad sack of crap, you know that. Come one, let's find a place for you to drink yourself to oblivion and I'll try not to draw on your face when you're out.