"How thoughtful of you. I'd have been downright miserable on Dr Sexy."
Sarcasm, obviously, but he supposes throwing up a lot and nearly breaking his arm aren't quite as bad as being shot. He's not sure, but he doesn't particularly want to find out. He knows just how being a Trickster feels, just how much the power goes to your head, and that mixed with the huge grudge he figures Dean's entitled to have against him... yeah, he doesn't want to even think about what Dean could do.
"I don't speak for my family, Dean, you know that. But speaking just for me? Fine." He raises his hands in surrender, wincing slightly as he lifts the arm he'd fallen on. "No more monkey business. Not without your express consent. Okay?"
At least, no more until Dean's human again and Gabriel isn't. Then all bets are off... but he figures that that goes without saying. Or rather, that he's better off not saying it. Either way.
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Sarcasm, obviously, but he supposes throwing up a lot and nearly breaking his arm aren't quite as bad as being shot. He's not sure, but he doesn't particularly want to find out. He knows just how being a Trickster feels, just how much the power goes to your head, and that mixed with the huge grudge he figures Dean's entitled to have against him... yeah, he doesn't want to even think about what Dean could do.
"I don't speak for my family, Dean, you know that. But speaking just for me? Fine." He raises his hands in surrender, wincing slightly as he lifts the arm he'd fallen on. "No more monkey business. Not without your express consent. Okay?"
At least, no more until Dean's human again and Gabriel isn't. Then all bets are off... but he figures that that goes without saying. Or rather, that he's better off not saying it. Either way.