Gabriel laughed suddenly, shaking his head and gazing down at her. "I've spent decades suppressing these desires for fear of succumbing to the Hunt. You've torn that down in less than twenty four hours." The man smirked, "Now which one of us is the real wizard here?"<br/><br/>The man idly put an arm around her, feeling a sudden urge to hold her closer. Urge may be the wrong word, the need was stronger than that. The intoxicating smell of the woman was all he could sense for the first time in years. He was almost overwhelmed by the wild mantle he possessed, but he suppressed it once more, for now. Attacking her in the streets like an animal was something could land them in trouble in more ways than one.