Oh, that's a lot of information for someone who can't even open his eyes all the way, yet. Not just the telling of it but the processing of what was behind it all. Gabriel's proven to be nothing short of a thoughtful person; Dal's seen that. Yet every time it's directed at him, it feels... He couldn't describe it. People just weren't like that to people like him. It felt new every time.

Those dark eyes swept over the room once more. It was a pretty nice place as far as Dal was concerned. The carpet was soft under his feet, the bed was incredibly comfortable, and it just... Well, it seemed very clean. Much more upscale than any place he's stayed in almost a decade.

"Is there a menu?" If it was after noon, he might as well get a lunch-type meal. Hell, they might not even be serving breakfast at this hour. "Did you eat already?"