"...You," Gabriel blinked repeatedly, "stopped... because you wanted my consent?"
Ambrose nodded slowly, scared the man would snap at any second. Although that would be unlike Gabriel. Worst comes to worst he'd probably just teleport the heck away from him.
For several seconds neither of them said a word. Which only made Ambrose feel like digging a hole and crawling into the earth's core.
[There you go.] Aura's voice almost sounded like she let out a sigh. [You've broken the man.]
'This is your fault. You know that, right?'
[Wow, deflecting blame. I've never seen that one before.]
'You know I'm right.' Ambrose pushed. 'Every impossible mission, especially the ones that make me do things to these people without their consent it—'
[Someone finally questioning his mortality?] Aura sounded amused. [Well—keep going. I have this feeling you're getting close to something.]
'... Feeling? Since when do you have feelings?'
"How does it work?"
