If only Gabriel had even some measure of his true powers; he should be able to tell whether they were lying or not. Of course, that wasn't much help if they were victims themselves, and Gabe paled a little, looking away. "I hope they don't remember it, then."

He was getting chills down his spine. It wasn't a welcome sensation. The things happening here--naturally they would mimic his own trials. They'd mimic the time Lucifer almost got him to Fall.

"That would make sense," he said instead, suddenly finding he wasn't in the least bit hungry. On the contrary; his stomach was rolling unpleasantly. Still, he took a small bite. He'd need the food. "But it would make it hard to oppose them, if they're innocents."