The levity helps him relax a little, and he eases back, smiling. At Gabe's suggestion he laughs out loud. "That pool table?" He smirks and ruffles Gabe's hair. "Yeah, I'd like that. Maybe we can make out on top of it this time."

He takes the brush and drifts back down the length of Gabe's wing, resuming the grooming process. "Some other night," he says. "I want you all to myself today."