"Let it come back." Her eyes narrowed, sure she was not responsible for Marian's or Tim's lives, but they were people she cared about. She looked out across the city as she forced the claws from her skin. "I would gladly meet it."
She knew Gabriel wouldn't like to hear her say such things. Yet she also knew that he worried because of his love for her. Her hand crept over the railing, the metal blades sliding back, slowly, in between her knuckles. "I nearly wish I could bring it to me. So I would not have to fret over it finding Gabriel." He was right though. They should probably leave.