He nods as they seem to be willing to hear them out. "We have come to the two of you because we believe that for once there is something that is in the common interests of heaven and hell. The last prophecy of the Lady Gabriella is on the verge of coming to be. If it does, both heaven and hell will be destroyed." He says gravely.<br/><br/>He summons up an image of Michael training with Ryan. Throwing fireballs at the young man as they practice his barriers. It looks dangerous as hell. "Michael, as always, thinks he knows what is best. Ready to fight to the last angel and sacrifice the nephilim as well if needed. Dragging even non combatants I to his war game." The derision in his voice is real.<br/><br/>"I do not wish for heaven to fall, as I imagine you two are fairly fond of your homes here in hell. So a deal to put a stop to this. Michael is no longer fit to lead the angelic forces. He has become tainted." Here he looks at Iris. "But you already know that do you not Lady Iris? If there were proof, that Michael were breaking the laws of heaven, well, he would fall. The only place for him to fall of course would be hell." He says seriously.<br/><br/>~°~°~<br/><br/>Gabe felt bad for brining his love down. That hadn't been his intent. He just couldn't help the way he ached. "No love... I'm not disappointed in you. I'm disappointed in me. I am pushing too hard and expecting too much." He says honestly. It was hardly Drake's fault that he is jumping the gun after all.<br/><br/>He wanted to see to Drake's needs but apparently that was not going to happen. Instead he holds out his hand to the vampire. "Sorry my dear. I will make it up to you later. Would you, for now, agree to let me just hold you for a time?" He requests sweetly. Some cuddling may do him some good.