[ Gabriel remains on guard, hands near his weapons, watching Jack—that thing that Jack became—in case someone flips the crazy switch. The image that just passed burns his mind, all those eyes blinking at him in mockery of the clear and honest hue they represented. ]

Was lookin' for a monstrosity. Gotta put it down, even if that isn't my fucking job.

[ He wasn't necessarily angry on his way here. Letting emotions get to him before the mission even starts always messes with your head, but now that he's standing in front of him? ]

Tying up loose ends, though... that's different.

[ He is curious as to why Jack lured him in like this, though. Clearly the guy has some questions, not that he can blame him. Just giving the guy some answers had been a great internal debate as it is, but at the same time, he probably owes him that much. Whether or not these answers will help or sate Jack's curiosity is a whole 'nother ball game. ]