The Balladeer picks up the muffin, idly peeling off the paper. "Himself. He can turn it all the way off, it's creepy. Like talking to a doll." He likes Gabriel a lot, but he thinks he'd prefer only interacting with him over text message to having the angel turn off his ability entirely. A few minutes with a silent Gabriel is one thing, but to have the entire city suddenly go quiet around him sounds like a nightmare made real.

He takes a bite of muffin, chewing with a thoughtful air. "I've been thinking about asking him to do it to Johnny. So we can talk. I feel bad about..."

There's a lot of things he feels bad about, at this point, so he just waves a hand to encompass all of it. "I didn't even know I could do that." If you'd asked him before, he would absolutely have put money on Johnny in a fight between the two of them. He's never thrown a punch in his life. But apparently his body can still do plenty in the wrong hands.