"Fine!" Gabe spun around, face full of fire, all consuming, all encompassing. "What do you think you're going to tell her, hmmm? She knows some of your secrets. You want her to understand you? Us?"

His scoff is back, the rude, unapologetic teenager. The one desperately trying to fit in to a world where even the humans he stayed with had different customs. He shakes his head, not moving from where he is. Right in Niles' face, wondering why he wasn't clinging to him like usual. Why he wasn't able to latch onto him.

"Tell her about the brush, if she understands you so well."