At first Gabriel had been torn between visiting the music room or visiting the courtyard, but after a few moments' debate had decided that, in a place of illusory compassion such as this, the music was unlikely to have much range--or at least not be anything Gabe would truly want to listen to. Besides, he wanted to see if there were any fruit-trees outside--for the smoothies.

The Archangel found himself startled by how beautiful the courtyard really was, and then admitted that he really shouldn't be. For all Lucifer's inability to grasp the beauty of his 'cell', he nevertheless knew how to utilise it. Even still, that didn't mean Gabriel himself couldn't appreciate it. Lucifer used it as a tool because he didn't care about its value. More the fool him.

So Gabe ambled slowly along the path, eating as he went and stopping to say hello to the flowers when he passed them. When he reached the pond the Archangel's face lit up; he stepped off the path, sinking to his knees by the pond and leaning over the water to search for fish.


[For Barnaby.]