That was the third close death today for both of them and just as she was certain that the fourth time was the end of their luck, Gabriel just... smirked? What insane person would smirk at dying? She'd know the second after, cringing in shock as well as staring in surprise as he just, dislocated his own shoulders. And soon after the Don died.
— Gabriel!
She screamed at him in a mixture of shock, disgust and relief, not quite sure what emotion she felt the most, running toward him. Helplessly she looked down at the mess of a man who had so coldly hurt himself heavily to not only survive but kill a man.
— What- do I do?
She asked, dreading to hear the answer she already knew as she slowly crouched down next to him. Her expression clearly showed her discomfort with seeing his arms like that.
