The attempted change of position wasn't lost on Gabriel. Skulduggery's face didn't show much, and hadn't even in their first meeting, but there was something in the movement and the way he sat which spoke of discomfort.

"Were you injured?" Gabriel asked, peering at Skulduggery with concern. "You said you aren't ill, but that isn't the same thing." He hesitated a moment, glancing around again and finally spotting Castiel--wheelchair-bound, and speaking to someone Gabriel hadn't met yet.

He relaxed a little and turned back to Skul. "Yes, and I'm not sure yet. We performed an operation and found something in his stomach, but I haven't spoken to him today. I don't know if removing it worked."

But he prayed so. Oh, he prayed.