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[gabriel_tam]

In the last few weeks, he's been keeping hours that start before dawn and end deep into the darkest hours of the night. He looks it, too, enough so that a few media reporters have inquired.

When they do, Gabriel just smiles and tells them that some things are worth giving up a little sleep for.

Still, he knows he can't keep this pace up forever. He doesn't care-- it doesn't matter, as long as he can keep going long enough. Which means, of course, that he's got to find at least a little more time to rest, and soon.

With that in mind, Gabriel brings a sheaf of documents with him to Milliways, and settles at a side booth to review them. If he can get a few hours' work done here instead, then he can spend those extra hours sleeping back in New Mayfair.

Or so he hopes.

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[un_fallen]

"No, it's no bother," he says, a little confused. His eyes unfocus and he leans back a bit. Not that it would help if he runs into anything... untoward, but it makes him feel more grounded. Tam's nerves are oddly catching.

"You're a sort of a politician," he begins. He grins, adds weakly, "Don't worry, it doesn't mean you're automatically toast." At Gabriel's expression, he clears his throat and concentrates.

"You try to do what's right, what's best for everyone, though you face disagreements. You've changed your focus there, just recently. You're passionate about it. Proud of it."

Raguel's expression grows more remote as he settles into his function, looks deeper.

"There are people you love. Family. You need their support. You'd kill anyone who hurt your wife or your children. You don't think about it, but you would." He looks unconsciously a little more stern, not quite focusing on anything visible in the bar.

"You have hurt them yourself in the past, badly, or you think you did. You're responsible for--" he frowns, shakes his head-- "something terrible. Your daughter. You carried that around for a long time. You didn't trust your son, and now... now you fear a different threat. A bad one. You still worry. You think that you can't protect them, or that you don't have the right to. Someone else's idea, but you harbored it and now it's found the roots to keep it there."

He blinks, refocuses, but the serious look remains.

"Is that what you were looking for?"

[gabriel_tam]

He's very pale now, but he nods, and his voice is steady.

"Something like that, yes."

A pause.

"Xiexie ni."