Robin squeezed Heather's hand for a moment. "Thanks," he said softly. "Maybe that's one for a rainy night." He released her hand. "And the ship, as designed, could have survived if they'd- for another time." He grinned, turning his attention to Gabriel.
You're quite the actor. "How diplomatic of you. Never wanted anything more, really, that to sit in a sexy car and read a ships log." It was hard to tell if he was being serious. "So... aren't you going to bring it? I'm sure the captain won't mind. You know, seeing as he's not here." The angel's green eyes were as sharp as ever. Gabriel didn't know just what was going on but the rules were starting to make sense.