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[GABRIEL]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9.4pt; line-height: 1.4;"]All right, if it'd struck Sombra and killed her, Gabe definitely would have regretted that; fortunately for everyone, she'd managed to dodge it, and he glanced at Laz briefly. The kid had always been more comfortable speaking in Spanish over English, harboring a self-consciousness about his pronunciation that, despite Gabe's many attempts to tell him his voice was fine, persisted. Sombra could be on another social playing field entirely, but it would still be easier for Laz to talk to her over- well, pretty much anyone who couldn't speak the language. As far as he knew, it was everyone outside of the current trio, so it was yet another reason to be thankful he hadn't brained Sombra with a block of wood. Not to mention things would be less interesting without her around to threaten trouble, which Gabe was still warily expecting.

If there happened to be a fire one day, he could put two and two together.

For the time-being, she was present for his shame, and he couldn't say if she was scheming at the moment. The frustration with himself was a bit too distracting for him to wonder what she'd been doing in the area. With a sigh, the hybrid glanced over at her, closer than she'd been a few moments ago; if he hadn't spent a few years losing all sense of personal space, he might've minded the proximity, but considering he'd done far worse things than share air with someone, it wasn't even noticeable. All he did was snort at her question, and despite the situation, he would've grinned back if he could've. "No te preocupes, aquí está todo bien." It was a dry answer, one that had him pointedly looking between Laz and wherever the thrown panel of wood had gone.

Which was soon revealed to be Moon's face. The lion emerged from the bushes looking a bit sore, and Gabriel was a little apologetic for it. Not too much, though, and the sudden flare of his wings precluded a low chuckle. "If that's the case, you've been slacking since you got here, twigs." Gabe watched as the kid seemed to realize it wasn't just the owl-cat lounging around, and the comment only had him laughing again, because if anything, he was the least mischievous person here, although Laz was more temperamental than sly. Regardless, he'd say he was reasonably even-tempered, and if anyone was most likely to purposely hurtle a block at someone, it was Lazarus, but Moon hadn't seen that capability just yet. For his sake, Gabe hoped he never did. "Eh, you'll be fine. You've got a thick head."

Margaery was getting a laugh out of it too, at least. He hadn't spoken with her much personally -if at all, he didn't think- but he'd seen her around a few times. Gabe honestly wasn't quite certain what to make of her just yet, but hey, maybe this was an opportunity for that. "It's not so bad when you get over the grass. And when people stop walking into your accidental projectiles."
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