Right? [He huffs] You know what the problem was, too many human males. The only angels who could handle them were Uriel and Micheal. Something about the male form...

[He shakes it off before staring at Crowley again.]

...I'd believe that.

Always send us passive aggressive little notes about every thing we did that she asked us to do and I'm sitting here wondering if I was listening to her and doing it right or if I should have listened to him since he was our man on the ground.

[Pause.] I dislike him immensely then. If you think I can.

[It's like a weight lifts.] But learning that he figured out this free will thing and worked with you...I think i respect him a lot more then I did.

And I'm...pleased he's not dead.

[Gabriel's slight childish attitude and smile and everything just fades and he looks his age. Like the very tired Celestial being that he is, that they both are probably.]

If he hadn't done what he did I would have never talked to you and I would never acknowledge this...this thing I have in me. Without the two of you.