Maybe. In Jaina speak, that meant that she had missed him entirely, Gabriel was sure. Even if he hadn't been, the hug she demanded of him was answer enough. Gabriel, the creature who had gone hundreds of years rarely ever showing the slightest inkling of genuine warmth to anyone – human or not – didn't think twice about pulling in the Solo for a big hug. The two of them had come incredibly far in so little a time. Gabe could still remember their trip to the future, where they had first really hit it off (well, sort of) like it was yesterday. Jaina had been completely insane then, but he could tell that there was something more to her, even in his new-found human state of being. Now that he had his powers back, Gabriel was even more certain that Jaina was different from everyone else. She saw things where others didn't. And, for some bizarre reason, she seemed to believe that he was worth her trouble when most people would turn heel and walk away as quickly as possible. Gabriel had tried to encourage her to do as much a hundred times over, but the woman was stubborn. Too stubborn for even him and that in itself was quite the rarity.
Funnily enough, that stubborn streak of hers was just one of the many things that Gabriel liked about her. There weren't many who had the guts to walk up to an archangel and say or do the things that she had and still often did.
Then again, there weren't many creatures like her in all the universe to begin with.
One would think hugging an angel would be strange, but it wasn't. Not with Gabriel, anyway. He was the kind of hugger who went all out. Big hugs. Very big. Not scary Cupid big, but still. “Maybe, huh? I bet you can tell that I might've missed you a little bit too,” Gabe teased, giving her a good squeeze before he stepped back a tad to take a good look at her. She looked well. That was always a relief, given the hard times they were facing.
The words that followed weren't. We need to talk. If that meant what Gabriel thought it meant, then he knew he was about to walk into some sort of unpleasantly headache inducing lecture. Why couldn't they just ignore the apocalypse for a day and get on like normal...whatever they were? "Please tell me that we're talking about something fun, like the possibility of me turning a literal mountain into a giant ice cream sundae, 'cause I've been debating on that one all week and I'm pretty sure that, with your help, we could really tackle a whole one. Team effort. How 'bout it, huh?"