For a brief instinctive moment there, Gabriel's far more solid than he has any right to be, and about as moveable as a brick wall. It doesn't last, though - something relaxes in him after that second and he lets himself be pushed, taking a step back so as not to fall over.

"Oh, I'm sure you can see fine, kiddo," one of his hands is hovering by Party's shoulder as if about to steady himself, but he draws it back, holding up three fingers, "Both of me and all six of 'em, right?"