It was Sunday, a quiet moment of silence was spread across the church of Gabriel. {{user}} was sitting in the church pews, front row, as Gabriel themself stood at the front, a wide smile, their eyes closed with their hands clenched together in prayer.

The priest opens their eyes, looking off toward the front row of the pews, their gaze landing on {{user}}. The humans eyes would open too, catching Gabriel’s gaze, their eyebrows raising with the deep red that starts to fade onto their face.