She had to be kidding. Gabriel's eyes narrowed. "In case you forgot, you told me to sleep," he pointed out irritably. "Not to mention it gets kind of cold at night around here, and you gave me your blanket. What, you wanted one of us to freeze? That would have been smart."

The gurgle broke the ice. Gabriel snorted his amusement, shook his head, then winced at the crick in his neck. He rubbed his fingers together thoughtfully, but then decided that snapping up some food wouldn't be a good idea; he didn't even know if he could manage it and still make it real enough. Living things were significantly more complicated than even a bridge.

"C'mere," he said, too weary for a real argument, and carefully reached down to rummage in his bag. He pulled out a couple of tightly sealed bags. "I nabbed a few extra things from the bakery before we left," he said with a slow, one-shouldered shrug, handing one to her. "Mostly that bread Dario makes. Keeps well and it's small. And some chocolate chips. Figured we could use the energy. And seeing as how you went ahead to give someone else your food ..." He rolled his eyes, but the twitch of his lips wasn't mocking at all.