Where Zoe was scared of approaching Malta, Gabriel was bold. Burning his way down in a traditional Rapier outfitted with obscure weaponry. To him the choice was obvious, why use anything made by the overgrown ants that inhabited the rest of the Sector? Especially when the Outcasts were most certainly superior in every way, at least according to his own deluded outlooks on the matter. He hadn't been doing anything that would have caused exertion, then again he significantly more enduring than the average person given Cardamine's drastic alterations, this was especially pronounced for natives, hence their reputation as incredibly dangerous or perhaps even the most dangerous society in the sector. Opting to simply strip off the gear and remain in his more than fashionable jumpsuit, he'd receive a response from Zoe over the IMS and began to walk, having only just arrived at the destination.
A quaint little village built into a mountain, quite romantic regardless of whether the choice in venue was intentional or not, it would be entirely lost on him. Scenery rarely meant anything to him unless it was serving as an obstruction when trying to line up a shot, or conceal one. When he did arrive at Zoe's current location it was entirely possible that she hadn't noticed him enter the building. And if such was the case then he would remain in her immediate vicinity until she noticed him, otherwise he would elect to silently join her at the table if he had been noticed.
