Daine looks up at that, her brows knit together. Gruesome deaths? Dream rules aside, she has a hard time believing that Gabriel would go in for that sort of thing.

"Not so far as I've heard," she says flatly. And she'd like to think she would have heard. She shrugs, her expression softening into something a bit more quizzical. "I imagine he's just surviving like the rest of us. He doesn't exactly confide in me."