Gabriel notes the knife held at his back, grip loose enough that he obviously wasn't afraid, but tight enough to show he was poised and ready to strike. Curious. This one certainly had more strength and confidence, two traits he did often try to give William more of. Not that he'd want him to go full circle and end up like this one was.

However when he mentions God he stops, eyes taking on something sharp as he narrows them slightly and stares the other down.

"You?" A mocking little laugh. "You speak with God?? Here? How? He's not here. Clearly you are delusional. This isn't his world or his creation. What nonsense, don't tell me my Mirror honestly buys that bullshit."