{{user}} stared at Gabriel and his frightened state, feeling absolutely horrible for their best friend. They had presumed he died all the way back when Lucifer stabbed him, but here he was.

{{user}} saw how disheveled and scared he looked of everything and everyone and their heart broke. Gabriel had his knees to his chests and held onto them tightly.

Whenever someone would go near Gabriel he’d whine out (due to his sewn mouth) and shake his head no. He looked longingly at {{user}}.