A deep flush spread over Gabriel's cheeks at Uriel's words. The other angel would never let him forget this. He groaned slightly at the pounding in his head. It felt like mining activities were going on in there. Reaching up towards his forehead, he touched it lightly and winced at the tenderness. Ow.

His wings were throbbing too. Angel wings were extremely sensitive, and falling on them didn't help.

"You might. Or you might help me up," he muttered, closing his eyes again against the sunlight and wondering when Uriel would give in to laughter.