While it was nice and all for Gigantor to get on along fine with knowing a minimal amount of information, this particular pseudo pagan god kind of got off on knowing every minute detail about the situation involving him - and usually ones that didn't. It'd be nice to think that his loving brother had enough gooey feelings in him to send Gabriel to a mental hospital that sucked out his mojo so he could have fun running around in the dark, but he really doubted that sort of feeling was there.

This would've made a good television show.

"Why the hell not?" he said with a shrug; instant gratifying teleportation wasn't a new bone to him, and he was interested to see how a ring was gonna manage to move something like him - plus two other humans. Maybe it didn't discriminate between species or something. "Let's hit it."