Gabriel wasn't quite sure how to react to Claire's exit, blinking after the young blond and stamping forcefully down on the urge that he had to try and go after her and talk to her when he heard the door to her room upstairs slam shut. Blinking back up the stairs before turning slowly and looking out the door to the street, Gabriel heaved a long sigh as he reached up, plucking his glasses off his face and pulling up his shirt tall again to polish the lenses.
"Well," He said with another sigh, "that was all wholly unnecessary," he continued as he placed his glasses back on his face. "So," His attention swiveled away from either of the exits and back towards Peter. "Coffee?"