Gabriel waits patiently as Kane lectures Drake about getting better. He doesn't have much hope it will stick but whatever. It wasn't like Reake and he and several other people hadn't already tried. He preps the man's arm and carefully delivers the injection, not really knowing whether it would help or not. Reake insisted it would, that the man's trauma and his inability to process it where causing it to haunt him. Something about going through and organizing your feelings and experiences to make room for new ones. He knew Reake was effective, but right now he just feels numb. He offers his wrist to feed Drake and lets the man take as much as he wants. He pulls it away when it is done and Abbaddon is the one who rushes over with a cloth to stop the bleeding as Gabe did n't bother.<br/><br/>"Very well." Gabriel says simply. Abbaddon ties off the cloth and leads Gabriel away to the guest room. Despite his efforts, Ab couldn't get his brother to talk to him and he knaws his lip in worry. Nothing seemed right about this situation at all. The archangel simply closes the door.<br/><br/>Ab goes back out and pops the casserole into the oven finally. Maybe some food all around would be a good idea. He allows Kane to quietly deal with Drake. He hoped the men could come to terms with each other soon for both their sakes and he certainly wants to see Drake get better.