Oh. Him. Instantly her expression, her entire bearing changes, becoming closed off and defensive, as though that would keep out the hurt of thinking about him. "We are no longer close," she informs Peter haughtily.

"And you would do well to watch yourself around him." For all that she disdains everything about Peter, she hardly wishes death on him. Who knows how much it really takes for Gabriel to decide someone deserves to die. Her voice is tinged with bitterness when she realizes, "His appearance here is a fitting one."