Topher gives an incredulous laugh at that. "Okay," he answers. Great. Angels. So this guy is either deranged (in which case Topher doubts he could do any harm), lying (in which case he could do a LOT of harm), or... Well. He's dreaming. Who knows, really?

"I don't like people playing with my mind," he informs Gabriel, twitching a little. He's still debating it.