Dal rose from his seat slowly, looking at Agent Daniels. He didn't see any judgment in his eyes, which was a relief. He got enough of that from the local cops -- several of whom he knows, ah, professionally. They're the ones who glare at him the most. But he met Agent Daniels' eyes and bowed his head.

"Thank you."

That was his only delay before following Gabriel out, ignoring the looks the cops gave them both for vastly different reasons. He was still trembling a little as they left, so Dal shrank and shoved his hands deep into his pockets. Only once they were outside did he stop to look at Gabriel.

"If you have to stay, I can get home on my own." His voice was small and more than a little hopeful that he wouldn't have to go back alone.