"I'm in no hurry to be anywhere," Gabriel answered simply with a smile. Human or not, imprisoned or not, if Gabriel was here then he was going to make the most of it. It wasn't like he'd had any pressing engagements before he'd woken up here anyway.

Even so, if that was how Skul wanted to do things, Gabriel had no objection. The Archangel spaced the knots evenly, except for the eleventh knot, which had a bit more distance, and went slowly so Skul saw how many rounds each knot took. "You're from Ireland, aren't you?" he asked. The accent gave it all away, really. "Which part? You implied you travel often."