"I have to thank you for those of us who can't." The ones that avoid him because he's law enforcement. The ones that won't talk to him. The ones who are gone.

Dal dropped his eyes back to the food, clearly enjoying it. He'd never had anything like this before and he definitely hoped he could again sometime. After a few more bites and a couple swigs of water, he looked back to Gabriel, a thoughtful look painted on his face.

"I'm really glad your mom's doin' well." He wonders about how she got out, but he's not going to pry. Not only was it not his business, but it also wasn't necessarily Gabriel's story to tell. But knowing that she got out and was able to get herself and her child off the streets, seeing this caring, generous man she raised. Dal had a feeling she was one amazing lady. He's sure he didn't have to tell Gabriel how hard it is to get out of this life.

"I feel real lucky we got you on our side."