Syra had insulted the demon prince and Gabriel knew that wasn't a good thing. But he couldn't spare too much thought to that at the moment. He was still trying to get used to having total control over all of his limbs again. The archangel hugged the girl tightly, happy to have a chance to do so and even gave her a little kiss on the forehead before they both got off the filthy ground. Most people never saw Gabriel so laid back, lacking in any of those sharp barbs he normally shot off just because he'd opened his mouth.<br/><br/>"Thank Sy." He put an arm over her shoulder and they walked along much like a couple. Though Gabriel would have laughed in anyone's face that mentioned it to him. "It's my treat. Chia's always got money." Unlike him, who had lived through just about every era broke as a beggar. He didn't care for money, since he didn't really need to eat or sleep and didn't feel the outside cold.<br/><br/>Once inside, Gabriel himself some hot black coffee and an extra cup. Evenly poured out into both, he dumped in sugar until the coffee was a brownish sludge, probably more sugar than anything, and filled the rest up with cream. "Want one?" He set those two down at a table with Syra and laughed, another thing he rarely did around other people, then went back up to retrieve hers as well.