Gabriel's lip curls as he begins to snarl but in a split-second later that same lip pulls up into a smirk. He backs off, clearly finding something amusing, a little something William hasn't seemed to pick up on, a funny little joke only he knows. He moves around the other, eyes shifting to the room they're in as he considers this thought.

"I do wonder, what happens if I were to kill you here? Do you have several lives like us?" Or does he just die? That would certainly give the other a damn good reason not to piss him off and MAYBE show an ounce of respect. He doesn't care how good the boy is with that knife, it's not going to hurt him. He'll have his head clean off his shoulders before he can so much as blink.

"Or are you just like any human?"