Gabriel laughed softly, grinning up at Skul, and it hardly made the throb worse at all. "They do, don't they? What a nice one this time. I'd just best make sure Guild doesn't hear about it."

He let go of Skul's hand and pushed himself upright, carefully just in case his head worsened with the movement. It didn't, so the Archangel crossed his legs and stretched, unnecessary as the movement was. "That's better," he said with a sigh. "I think this room really helped."

It hadn't quite erased the pain-lines around his face, because he wasn't exactly fully healed, but Gabe did look a lot better than he had the night before. "Thank you, Skul."

He'd have to thank Ghastly as well.