<i>Well, that says everything</i>, Gabriel thought to himself as he watched Eddy nearly choke on his drink.  The man wasn't a prude, neither of them were, but for Eddy to react so strongly, it meant volumes.  Of course they had slept together; of course, of course...<br/><br/>Gabriel simply sat mild as a dove, almost cooing as Eddy called him names-- he'd been called worse, and he knew Eddy didn't really mean it.  He smiled his little smile, head tilted just enough to be coy, and he shrugged again.<br/><br/>"I think you did, and I think it must have been everything you've ever hoped for, otherwise you wouldn't have such a difficult dilemma."  Gabriel set down his glass, and readjusted his sleeves, the scars nearly glowing like the rest of him under the dim lights.  Then he offered Eddy a napkin.<br/><br/>"I think you shouldn't rush things, or delay them.  Let fate or destiny or whatever you'd like to call it make the choices.  Let Luke come back to you, if he does, and see where this goes... And if he doesn't, well...  You got one heavenly night out of it."<br/><br/>He looked at Eddy, at this massive bulk of a man who had been destroyed and was just beginning to find his way again, and wondered if Luke might be exactly what his friend needed.<br/><br/>"... I hope he's everything you imagine he could be, and more."  Eddy deserved a little bit of happiness, even if it didn't last.