Gabe smiled at his brilliant lover. Drake had grasped that concept so quickly. "You are correct my dear. My Mother, Gabriella emerged from this pool when Father created her. She returned here to give birth to me. So this is more the place of our birth, mine more literal than yours. This place will not harm you, though I cannot promise it won't hurt." He explains as gently as he can. "It is one of the holiest places in heaven, the birth places of the Arch Angels are second only to Father's throne room." He says.<br/><br/>He guides his love to the edge of a precipice that hung out over the water, no more than 5 or 10 ft from the surface. He turns Drake so that his back is to the water, right on the edge and takes his hands in his own. "You have been wounded from life, from the things you have had to do. The guilt weighs on you and it is crushing. Your body has healed but your sould is still wounded, never tended. It has festered and brought you pain. It's okay. This place can wash you clean, you can start to heal. Just let go a fall, let yourself be cleansed." He says. He would not force Drake, but he is making the offer and the argument.