Gabe nods slowly. "Shame and fear are not exactly things Abbaddon is comfortable with, though I am fairly surprised he lied as well. I wish he had come to me and let me tend him, or Reake, or Michael. Anyone else really." He says with a shake of his head. He can't believe his stupid brother let it get this bad. "He's a stubborn one when he decides on something, but usually he has enough sense to get his wounds treating. Reake is going to give him the disappointed look." He says with a shake of his head.<br/><br/>He smiles when Drake comes up next to him and his hand automatically went into Drake's hair to pet his head. "Nothing you can help with dear. Just contemplating getting Michael to help me carve off some wings and boot a few of our brothers out of heaven for their nonsense. They cast judgement like they speak for Father and I think them need a reminder of their place." He says darkly. "Did you sleep well?" He asks in a kinder tone.