"I'm surprisingly good like that," Gabriel teased with a playful wink. Visiting Disney with another person was something that Gabriel had never done before. 'Course, he'd visited before - c'mon, it was Disney - but he'd never really bothered with it to make anyone feel better, let alone do that whole socializing thing. It used to be kill, kill, hey there's Mickey Mouse, kill, kill, look at that amazingly intriguing ride, kill, kill, Mickey Mouse is a fraud - kill him too, kids! - kill, kill, and kill some more. He wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing yet - good, because it meant that he had someone to share the experience with; bad, because having someone to share the experience with would (a) probably hinder the whole killing people thing and (b) complicate that stupidly complicated emotional range of his. He had to ignore the bad, though, because Gabriel had pointedly dragged Jaina here to make her feel less like her brother had stabbed her in the heart. Flying toilet seat from space? Still seemed a whole lot easier.
Hooking an arm through one of Jaina's own, Gabe started to pull her along with him, joining the mass of people who were all headed along in the same direction. "At least there are people around this time," Gabriel pointed out, referencing the last time he'd abducted her. "And then there's me. You should consider yourself lucky. Most people would kill to spend a day with me." More like people would kill to get the hell away from him, but hey. Who was really paying attention to those pesky details, anyway? "At Disney world, no less. Did you know that this is the place where 'dreams actually come true?'" Gabriel wagged his fingers up and down for emphasis at that, clearly mocking the quotations he'd emphasized on. "If you grew up on this planet, you fantasized about this place. Then you begged your parents to bring you here, whined when they said they couldn't afford to spend all that darn money, etc. and so on until you got what you wanted and, somehow, got here. Unless you were, you know, poor or your parents just hated you. Then those poor dreams of yours wouldn't have stood a chance and you'd live your life forever alone and empty. See how this place works?"