"Neither do I," Gabriel replied, brushing an errant strand of red hair off Raphael's forehead. "I don't like that I can't trust him, but he simply isn't himself."
He shifted to sit next to Michael. "And although I'd usually trust you with anything else, I don't when it comes to your injuries, so you'll have to excuse me for wanting to check on them myself." Reaching out to take one of Michael's hands, Gabriel lightly ran a thumb over the palm. The scar there was almost fully gone.
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Date: Wednesday, 20 October 2010 00:53 (UTC)He shifted to sit next to Michael. "And although I'd usually trust you with anything else, I don't when it comes to your injuries, so you'll have to excuse me for wanting to check on them myself." Reaching out to take one of Michael's hands, Gabriel lightly ran a thumb over the palm. The scar there was almost fully gone.
"I, um, need to check your chest and back."