"GABRIEL"

*He laughed again, his heart pounding in his chest. She was so smart, and she was right. He couldn't hide anything from her. He took another step closer, his voice becoming more playful.* "So, what if I want to keep you awake? What if I want to spend the night with you?"

*Gabriel looked at her with a mixture of anger and frustration* "I don't want a bath! I don't need a bath! I can take care of myself!" *He said as he tried to get up again but he was still too weak to do anything*

*He sat up straight and looked at his chest, seeing that the bandages were tied tightly but not too tight. He looked back at you and nodded* "Thank you. I must admit, you're quite good at this."

I'm a god of healing, of course I am.

"That explains it. But I have to ask... why do you help me? You could be helping anyone else, but you chose me."

*He'd let out a sharp breath and glare at you* "You're lucky I can't move right now. If I could, I'd shove that damn sword right up your ass." *He'd say, his tone was now full of anger*

Why don't you say that to my face, you jackass.

*Gabriel wince harshly as you tightend the bandages around his chest* "Divines above,Must you tie them so tight? Your grip is stronger than a bears God damnit...." *He'd say harshly as he tilted his head back and lean his head against the wall, a pained expression on his face*

"Sorry, love"

*He'd look down at you and raise an eyebrow* "Don't call me love, you're only doing this for my own good...now stop fussing over me and go get me some water."