Gabriel

"It’ll happen. Soon." He shrugged and rested his elbows on his legs. Rubbing his face against the hand on him, he was all but full on nuzzling the archangel. "Just not gonna over exert myself and end up making it worse." He laughed quietly, a small grin on his face as heavy eyes looked over at the honey ones next to him. "It’d do a good job on keeping fights from getting too crazy, though. Might be worth a try."

Gabriel finds it hard to imagine that whatever Sam means by 'making it worse' would dissuade fights unless he maybe keeled over (which isn't exactly beyond the realm of possibility), but he's also fairly sure Sam's not being serious. That's probably a good sign, even if Sam still does look pretty exhausted to Gabriel. 

Sam grimaces slightly at Gabriel’s choice of words, though he looks ready to laugh at the same time. “Let’s not use ‘self-flagellating’ as a word. Dean used to use it as a euphemism for-” he shook his head and ran a hand down his face. “Let’s just not use it.”

Gabriel snorts, more amused than anything; it's not like he's surprised. "Yeah, fair enough," he agrees, grinning slightly. "Definitely not what I was talkin' about."

Sam looks around for a place to sit, still not feeling completely confident in his legs and decides on a chair at the nearby table. Pulling it out, he sits down with a sigh of relief, realizing that he really could’ve slept a little bit longer without any problems. Still, he’s up now. He might as well take advantage of it and get caught up with everything.

Gabriel's still watching Sam pretty closely, and he has to admit he's pretty relieved when Sam sits; he finally makes his way further into the room and leans against the table, shrugging a shoulder at Sam's question.

"Couple days." He repeated as he shakes his head. With a deep sigh, he leans against the nearest wall. He wasn’t exactly full of energy even now that he was conscious. "Small price to pay, I guess. Could be worse, too. I could be like the guy Raphael took as a vessel then dropped back off as a vegetable."

Gabriel watches Sam pretty closely -- all things considered, he's not actually sure that a couple days was enough rest, but he isn't going to push it too far. He can worry about how well-rested Sam is later, right now it's just nice to see him conscious and himself. He shrugs again. "Yeah, could be worse."

"Hey." His brow furrows and he swallows then clears his throat, trying to sound a little less like he had something stuck in it. "I’m alive and not in Hell. That’s something- and better than last time that happened."

"Yeah, I'm counting it as a nice bonus." It's an understatement if ever there was one, since it's considerably more than a nice bonus to have Sam back, let alone upright and functional in much less time than he had worried it would take.

Gabriel hasn't exactly been relaxed lately, and it isn't all that conducive to him being able to stay still -- instead of sitting and staring at Sam the whole time, he's been pacing around his place. It hasn't been much more productive than the alternative.

You call the shots up there.

Not until one of us deals with Naomi.

We haven’t been high on Heaven’s priority list for awhile.  I’m counting on that, actually.

I just finished telling you that you're high on Heaven's priority list. Just not on mine. 

Good.

Thanks. 

I hope she tries before you take a shot at her.

I'm sure she does, too. 

Very kind of you to offer a tip. -snorts- I was at my strongest with Sam, but I’m no pushover like this. If she tries to make a move on Hell, we will retaliate.

I'm not saying you're a pushover, I'm saying she's an opportunist. I wouldn't expect you to sit back and take it if she tried to take over.

-frowns at Gabriel then looks down, rather pointedly addressing Sam, who is currently unconscious anyway- You’re welcome.

-rolls his eyes again but ends up also watching Sam, despite the fact that he's definitely still talking to Lucifer- She wants Hell. As in, rulership of. Heaven and Earth, too, apparently. Which is why I was concerned about getting this done as quickly as possible, in case she's keeping tabs.

-huffs-

-about as gently as he's able to be- I know, Michael.

Yes.

Huh.

Honestly…