And yet you always got your face shoved in to your birthday cakes.

[Almost made him wonder some days, that if given the choice how hard of a decision would be be to make- to go back and finish what he knew he needed to do... or stay because he had something he wanted. To many times letting himself spiral whenever the thought came up.

Gabriel hummed a bit, letting out a huff of a breath.]

Hardier, too. Been compared against the horses here.