"I prefer using things for more creative and less lethal purposes," Gabriel said, light-heartedness covering a weary undertone. Fighting. Even at the last, when he'd taken up his sword again, fighting wasn't what he wanted to do. It was just what he'd had to do.

He grinned at her, a little startled but hiding it under the satisfaction that came with the reaction. "Hey, I'm not going to discourage you from doing your best. If you want I'll even give you hints about what miiiight just get it out of me."

The trace of a leer was back in those words, but it was obvious he wasn't trying very hard at all. He peeled the bandage away from the scratches with a grimace, hissing a little again. There had to be better ways of healing a body.