"Oh. Right." Gabe let himself blush. He hadn't thought of that--contact details. He should have. The problem was that he didn't exactly have contact details. He winced. "Did I mention I only just got into the country? Is it okay if I give you my boyfriend's details? He's the reason I even made it here."

The Archangel gave in to the urge to nibble his lip, to let his eyes flicker just slightly. Yes, he'd 'studied' abroad. Of course he had. But, unless one had other avenues of transport, leaving Israel was very difficult. A lot of people who managed it had to leave a lot behind.

"I asked him not to come in with me for obvious reasons, but I don't ... really have any contact details for myself yet." He mustered a smile. "I'd still like a look around either way, though. If that's still okay."