[If Gabe were paying attention, he'd probably realize that there is no one in this room that can mistake the look in his eyes as he's rubbing Max's shoulders. Gabe, of course, would deny it until the end of days.

His hands trace close to the back of her neck and he's suddenly reminded of what she told him when she was sleep-talking. And as much as he didn't want to bring this up, she had a right to know he heard.]

Y'know, you talk in your sleep.