Gabriel didn't even waver from his own attitude as Maria so rudely rejected his handshake. He simply put his hand back behind him, grabbing his other wrist. He'd look around, genuinely surprised that this few of people decided to show up.<br/><br/>When the intercom rang for them to board, he grabbed his suitcase and headed to board the plane. It took him a moment, because for whatever reason, it took longer for his own credentials to pop up in the computer, but he made it. He'd make his way to the back of the plane, shove his suitcase in the window seat in the back, then actually sit in front of where he left his bag. He did this so that, one, his bag wouldn't harm anyone in an emergency, and two, because it gave him an excuse to keep an eye on the back of the plane. Although more light-hearted now that he was out of the strict military, he still tended to have those kinds of habits. Analyzing the situations at hand was one of the biggest to break. He kept an eye on everyone aboard the plane as much as he could.