Once again, an awkward silence pervaded the room, contributed to equally by everyone. It didn't start out too bad - just the natural quiet progression of someone's story finishing - until each sorcerer slowly realized what Gabe's story implied, and what that meant. By the time a minute had passed, the silence was absolute as everyone tried to avoid catching one another's gaze. Ghastly looked like he might try to say something, but then thought better of it, brow still furrowed. Skulduggery slowly shook his head, as if careful not to dislodge something hidden inside his skull.

"I have to hand it to you," he told Gabe with a glance towards Valkyrie. "You are one of the only people I know who can manage to make me regret asking a question."

It wasn't this reality, of course; it wasn't here that Lucifer had inadvertently created the human race because he happened to be bored and spiteful one day. But somehow, the knowledge that it had happened somewhere was more than enough. Gabriel sitting here was easily proof of that.

Skulduggery was about to ask for more details when Valkyrie cleared her throat, clearly anticipating that plan, and quickly jumping in to intercept. "So," she said loudly, the cheer forced into her voice actually sounding somewhat genuine after a moment. "Gabriel, tell us more about the theme parks. I mean, why ride roller coasters instead of... I dunno, hanging out at Jerusalem?"

Skulduggery stared at her. She didn't want to hear about Lucifer, so she... asked about something else that could potentially be even more traumatizing? What kind of logic was that?