"Ow!" Gabriel yelped as she jarred his arm, catching the gauze and pressing it to the scratches. He lifted his eyebrow at his companion, unimpressed by stun-only the gun. Of course, that didn't mean she couldn't stun him and slit his throat, but he didn't let the discomfort of that thought show. (Especially the fact it could actually happen.)

"That was a blanket. I swear, they don't bite." He lifted his hand again, but slowly, eyeing her carefully in case she decided to shoot or blind him. And then he grinned, half a leer and half a simple tease. "Want to see it again?"