"I won't watch if ya don't want..." But he appreciated that Gabriel wanted to stay in his line of sight. The last thing he wanted was to make Gabriel uncomfortable. But he desperately didn't want to be alone and he didn't trust anyone but the man in front of him now. The man who's been so kind and understanding, the one who hadn't judged him from the start, the one who wants to be with him when it's all over, the one who pulled him back from the black nothing that threatened him hours ago.

So he waited, folding his hands in his lap and focusing on them to give Gabriel enough privacy but still keep the man in his periphery. Dal wasn't going to change. These sweats were clean and though a bit large, they'd be comfortable enough to sleep him. And a little less scandalous than a bathroom when they were going to share the bed.