"Do you think I don't fear my nightmares coming true?" Gabriel asked quietly. "Do you know how many I faced when I left to go and get the Dream Lord's help? I saw your corpse too, Raphael. None of that was real, do you understand? It was all Primoris. He looked for your worst fear and tried to make it real. If all of that was real, if all that I faced was a warning..." He shook his head. Michael. "I'd have to leave, and never see Michael or you or Uriel again. But I know it wasn't real."

He still feared for Michael, but the Warrior had been fine thus far, hadn't he? Surely if he maintained the status quo, if he refrained from tempting Michael...

He tightened his hold on his brother. "It was a dream. Look at me, Raphael. I'm perfectly fine. You don't need a solution for something that doesn't exist. Though you are hurting me by hurting yourself."