She was still as confused as before. When the other woman giggled at her question, Gabriella tilted her head to the side and looked rather shocked when the complete stranger decided to take a hold of her hands and started to tell her about that she had once been like her. What she believed was a human seemed to have gone insane. The way she talked and the way she seemed to be certain that about things she hadn't even told her about herself... Could it be that Gabriella's disguise wasn't as good as she had hoped for? Or was this other woman not human at all and perhaps something more sinister?<br/><br/>"I don't k..." Gabriella tried to make her stop but the other woman was moving closer to her and what she said then frightened her. While it was true that her god has been teaching her about how she should live, the mere thought of only caring for your own selfish needs sounded like madness. She wanted to tell this woman that she was wrong, that she had picked this path herself and that there could be nothing that would convince her otherwise!<br/><br/>But instead of speaking up, the Angel kept quiet and calm. This could be one of the tasks her god had told her to overcome. As a matter of fact, in her point of view, it was as if this woman was serving it to her on a silver platter. Not only was she asking her to consider doing whatever she wants, but she also suggested her to try alcohol or even drugs. Gabriella has never in her life considered even touching those poisonous items. "I'm sorry, but..." Gabriella was about to tell the other woman that she didn't want to use any sort of drugs but the dark-haired woman was only decreasing the distance between them and her face was only inches from hers. Gabriella could smell her. Her scent was filled with something she couldn't describe, but she was certain the perfume she used didn't include any floral scents. For a moment, she was petrified as she stared deeply back into her eyes as she asked her one, final question.<br/><br/>The angel couldn't even muster what she just said.<i>What...? </i>She blinked.<i>What did she just suggest? </i>Gabriella couldn't believe it. Was this woman really insane? "I..." She didn't even know what to say or what the other woman's intention was. "I haven't really considered it to be honest." The angel looked at her and noticed that she had retreated herself and was now leaning casually back in her seat. Something was very off with this woman and while she didn't want to question someone else living conditions, she felt a certain urge to lend out her hand to her. Maybe this was what she wanted? A desperate call for help?<br/><br/>"May I ask what your name is?" Gabriella then asked and tried to shake away that last thing she had said. "Maybe I can help you? Because I'm getting this feeling..."<i>How should I say this without sounding insensitive? </i>"That you aren't alright? Or am I wrong?"