Not coming out, apparently, but Gabe had his dark suspicions about where the loyalties of the piano would lie, and it was bigger than he was.
Also, he was pretty sure William would bite.
So he stood his ground (stood because chairs were in short supply, though there was a little side table thingy, but it's spindly legs were taxed enough with the urn thingy on it without being trouble by being leant on) and shrugged. "Looking for you," he stated, simply and easily. "What are you doing down there?"