It wasn't so much that he wanted any sort of worship from this mirror so much as he wanted the respect he deserved for even allowing it to live. The attitude and the sniping comments were not going to fly, a lower being such at himself did not get to insult him freely without consequence. He wanted him to learn that he would be punished if he continued this behavior.

As the boy huffs and turns his gaze away Gabriel just raises his brows. Perhaps to the young man that was a sign of rolling over and giving in to the Archangel, but to Gabriel it seemed like more of a defiant display. As if the other was continuing to be bored and ignore him as he'd done before. So with a sharp pull, he tightened the arm in his grasp till it was very nearly out of it's socket. If he twisted anymore something would snap.

"I said, Are we clear?" It's snarled through clenched teeth like a father scolding his child. If the Mirror knew David at all he might be striking a familiar chord.