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Hand of the King
"What are you two prattling on about," Gabriel wondered, stepping into the living room from the other hallway, wings now tucked behind his back as he strode into the room. His overall facial expression was pleasant, but all you had to do was look at his eyes to see he was still tired - though no longer due to a lack of sleep. His mouth did twitch into a smile as his gazed to Aiden, however, and a slight blush rose to his cheeks for a reason he could not yet discern. He cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his head and turning his attention to Matthias. "I might need your help with something...nice battleaxe by the way."