Well, fuck. So much for Peter not freaking out in the ball pit. "Yup. Just a dream. You are correct. Ding ding ding, you get the prize." Gabriel doesn't really want to try using any of his powers on Peter at the moment. Despite his ease at looking like Death itself, he's afraid that his powers might be altered as well. Who knows what might happen here if he tries to calm Peter.

"Tell me about what happened after me an' Seth left. How's the power doing?" He grins distressingly wide. This is a pretty transparent distraction tactic, but he doesn't think he needs to be smooth about it. A drowning man will grab onto anything, after all. He expects that Peter will grasp onto this instead of facing what's distressing him "When should I come over for lessons? Or that threesome. How're negotiations on that one going?"