He has not yet found the Fruity Oaty bars, if there's even any of them to be found. There's a cup of tea, and nothing else besides him. There's still those need for manners, and he eyes the pie. "I'm being rude aren't I?" He slides the half eaten pie over towards Gwen, and he holds his hand out to have a spoon come flying across the room. "Are you always this flirty?" He asks, his tone becoming dangerously playful in response to Cooper's teasing.

He tilts his head to the side, and he clasps his hands together. "Okay, you're eating, and we're sharing space together." Gabriel's mind has been a complete mess, and he spent the five years inside of his head figuring himself out. He almost gave thought to letting her go first. "Gabriel." He has begun using his real name again, instead of the one he gave to the snake that has been locked away inside of his head.