No. [He took a long swig from his bottle, taking nearly a quarter of it down and then rolling it between his hands.] Never stopped, just buried it. [Last part said so very soft.

He had thought he had buried it deep enough many years ago, coping with Reyes' death in the only way that he could at the time. Then when it wasn't a real death, he had been so full of his usual focused aggression that there had never been time to think long or hard about his own emotional state before coming here. Then it had been another fight.

At least they had talked eventually. They had managed to come together, foster up enough reasonableness between the two of them to hold a conversation. And now they were amicable enough that Gabriel felt he call on Jack when the going was so damn rough on them both. He appreciated it, honestly he did.

It had been so very long since anyone felt they could rely on him.]

Learning the hard way just makes people better and asking all the silly questions of 'how could this have happened?'. Taking responsibility is harder.

[He looked at Reyes, meeting the man's gaze if he could catch it.] Then you can talk to me about anything. I'm here with you tonight.