It was extremely worrying, especially given what Gabriel had been. Of course, he no longer was, but the fact that they'd managed to somehow take his Grace and make him human, let alone revive him ... Well, there was a reason Gabriel believed God was involved.

The archangel gave the old man an exasperated look, but submitted to the direction, making for one of the spires. There, he spun on his heel, his hands raised in an emphatic gesture of wry frustration. "If I remembered any of it, d'you think I'd forget that the memory isn't real? Nuh-uh. I'd be able to trace it for sure."

He was ... pretty sure.