[There's a pause, the stick of gum halfway to his mouth, tension in the line of his spine and shoulders. But he recovers a second later, continuing with the motion as he narrows his eyes at the angel - ex angel, last he knew - across the table from him.]
Gabriel.
[The name dragged out slow around the sneer John's mouth shapes into. Not a face he's been expecting to see, here or elsewhere. On some low, dark level, he'd been hoping Gabriel would be sucked into the meat grinder of humanity and spat out the other side, and never be a problem he had to deal with again.]
Did you crawl down here to hide?
[Could heaven's gaze pierce through the crust of a fairy mound? Lucifer's? John isn't sure if that's a terrifying or liberating thought.]
screams quietly
Gabriel.
[The name dragged out slow around the sneer John's mouth shapes into. Not a face he's been expecting to see, here or elsewhere. On some low, dark level, he'd been hoping Gabriel would be sucked into the meat grinder of humanity and spat out the other side, and never be a problem he had to deal with again.]
Did you crawl down here to hide?
[Could heaven's gaze pierce through the crust of a fairy mound? Lucifer's? John isn't sure if that's a terrifying or liberating thought.]