Gabriel thought hard about her offer, biting his lip. He definitely wanted to, but the more time they wasted the more likely that a Malvora spy would report the incident he caused at the Raith's. "I really want to, but better stick to a coffee shop. We're short on time." He grumbled, face obviously torn at his decision. Being a responsible Warden sucked, sometimes.<br/><br/>Finally contenting himself to hold Cat's hand, the man settled in his chair and meditated to calm himself. He needed to reign in his mantle somewhat before going into public. "I suppose hitting up a drive through may be better given what I'm wearing." He spoke again, gesturing towards his armor, cloak, and weapons. One drive through employee gawking at a cosplayer was enough, in his mind.