Gabe sort of shrugs at the first question. "He calls whomever he thinks will be able to best help. It's one of his talents, I think he has a sixth sense. Reake knows everyone in heaven and about a quarter of hell owe him favors." Gabe shakes his head. That's just how the angel is.<br/><br/>"I am not the jealous type. I don't need to be. I am confident in myself. You will always come back to me Drake, and I to you. I think you found out when you ran off, no one else will really satisfy anymore." He is fairly blue t about this. "It's the same for me. Seeing you now, feeling your skin, tasting you - no one else will do anymore."<br/><br/>"The meditation was a variety of tai chi, or rather, tai chi in general is based off of me. I am the angel of all water. Think of it like a supervisor position. I control all water, but I have subordinates who have subordinates and so on and so forth. I just have general control and while I can dictate each water drop on the planet, that is way too much work." Eben if he never slept or ate he doesn't think he could manage all that on his own.<br/><br/>Gabe smirked a bit at that question. "You could say that, my little masochist." He reaches up and strokes the side of Drake's face. "I luke making your rear end red and sensitive, the little gasps.of pain and moans of pleasure. I like the way you trust me and surrender to me, knowing I would never really hurt you. I am a sadist so long as you are a masochist my dear, because nothing would kill my mood faster than seeing you betrayed or hurt." He says gently. He enjoys rough bedroom games, but only so long as his lover enjoys them as well.