Gabriel looked back to Skulduggery, and although the anger was gone from his face, the hurt remained. For a moment he said nothing, letting the detective's words sink in and flow through him. It was, in a way, true. After all, that was why Gabriel's Master didn't interfere--to give humanity the chance to counter adversity and thrive.

China used her power badly, but that was her choice. And her doing so gave others the opportunity to overcome her.

"A faint comfort, Skul," he said quietly. "A very faint comfort, but you're right. Ms Sorrow's use of her power is her own choice, and what effect that might have on others is a learning experience." Even if Gabriel couldn't accept it, didn't want anything to do with it, would feel spurred to act if she attempted to actively use it against anyone he counted friend.

The Archangel didn't shift his gaze from Skul as he said, "I don't particularly want to be here, Skul. But if you tell me that Ms Sorrows is our best chance, if her aid will keep you safe, then I will remain. I trust you."

And Skul didn't trust China. Gabriel just had to keep that in mind. Skul knew these people, knew how to handle them, and Gabriel trusted him.