Gabriel really should have seen it coming, he really should have. He's not even surprised as he watches the Frisbee slowly fly towards Chilton, smacking the guy a good one in the throat. Welp, that would probably leave a mark. And talk about drama! Gabriel thought he had the dramatics down well, but Chilton was almost outclassing him.

At least it's an amused Gabriel that saunters over, hands in his pockets and not at all looking concerned.

"I said catch, as in with your hands not your neck. Those things attached to the end of your arms." And just for good measure, Gabriel will raise his own hands, wriggling the fingers. See? Hands.