The panic was really picking up for him as he could almost sense the vastness of the pool behind him. Sure Gabe was hanging on tight to him but he was starting to feel frantic as he felt like even touch was a little too much. This place too holy, too clean, he wasn't like this he had been doomed from the start but he had accepted his fate he had let it surround him without consuming his soul. He pulled his arm away from the angel, "I don't want ease!" he cried out lashing out at Gabe once more, "Feeling safe is just the bitter reminder that it's going to be ripped away from you." He hissed, "I am who I am, I have to live my life this way, I have to-" As Drake had become more animated in his rant he had been focused on Gabe and had failed to keep his footing. He wasn't usually one to be careless and he had good control of his body but it almost felt like fate was willing something else because in his attempt to once more chew Gabe out he fell, against the odds failed to catch himself and ended up in the water.<br/><br/>Drake knew the other couldn't understand why he wouldn't have jumped... this water, its bottomless depth was akin to one of the worst night terror that he broke out in a cold sweat just remembering. Only in that version, he was drowning in blood instead. The vampire knew how to swim, he knew logically he didn't even need to breathe if he didn't but panic still gripped him, his own disorder was going to be his undoing as he struggled to stay above the surface as the pain seared his skin. There was no visible injury but the water was blessed and he was sure then that this was how he was going to die. Maybe Gabe didn't realize how far gone he was, maybe he had made a mistake but in that moment it was like his nightmare became reality. In the dream he always struggled and would try and fight, to stay on the surface but at some point... he would just give up. Every time that's the part that truly chilled him even now it felt like his body was acting his brain as it allowed him to submerge under the water. The night terror had plagued him for so long and felt so real... he was just tired of fighting it and if the holy wanted to tear him apart then he just hoped Gabe would feel shitty about it.