Gabriel chuckled softly at his sister's lusty antics, not without a bit of whistfulness at the regular sensual fulfilment she took for granted.<br/><br/>He gave himself over to the rare chance to enjoy a good, solid meal, then sopped up the sauce with a roll.  When all was done, his plate pushed back, and a glass of sherry being savoured in his chrome hand, he laid the meat hand over his sister's and spoke, "I'm intruiged, and know better than to think i truly have a viable choice in the matter.  If the company truly cuts me loose, I have too many people after me, and can't both look after my sister and watch my back 24-7.  Count us in."<br/><br/>He glanced at his sister and spoke in a native american languege few remembered and fewer still spoke, perferct for keeping secrets, though all he was saying was, "I'll take care of you, little sister, we'll be fine."