Gabriel closes his eyes at the gentle, affirming sort of touch. He tries to take it for everything it is, nearly certain that Anthony isn't saying everything he means. Again. He reaches up and gently squeezes Anthony's wrist.

Still, he tries to smooth it over, tries to make him feel better for it. He flashes a little grin and opens his eyes to meet Anthony's gaze.

"Even if I nearly started a row with you?"