Gabriel's words interested him. For the most part, he ignored Heather's. Because there was no way he was leaving this body. Not while he was so vulnerable to attack. But if he could leave this hell, if he could get off the ship, he might finally be free.
"I've heard others on the ship. They haven't come this far yet so they've managed to leave. But you know that won't last long." Here he paused for a moment, meeting Gabriel's eyes. "This one trusts you. And you as well," he directed at Heather. So maybe he could trust them to strike a bargain with him.
"I'll tell you how to save them from him. How to get them off the ship if he turns them. But in return you must take me to sure." And here he looked at Heather again. "Right where I am."