'Yeah, well, I've been on-and-off comatose for the last however many weeks, I haven't exactly had a lot of time to go figuring this shit out.'

He... hadn't actually meant to say all that; the last thing he needs to do is outline all his weaknesses for Gabriel, real or not. But now it's said, he stubbornly refuses to act like he'd meant anything other than to say it. So he glowers at Gabriel, lips pursed tight.

'I thought angels didn't sleep; how're you dreaming?'