[Gabriel flops and lays his head on his paws, so that he's closer to the ground, flicking his ears a little at the yelp and the way she limps over, which is like concern if you squint. Of course, when he speaks, there's nothing but the usual dry smarm.]

Just be thankful I don't feel the need to take advantage of your wounded prey animal state right now. That'd be awkward to explain in the morning.