"Treason is surely a lesser crime than abominations before God," he says with a dry look of his own. God, but he loves he way that Anthony touches him. He moves a bit closer, kisses him again.

"Treachery and blasphemy. Suppose we're a pair."

He knows that Anthony puts no stock in notions of blasphemy or heresy, but Gabriel finds it weirdly funny, and he'll take any humor he can get right now.