[Gabriel's frown somehow deepens and he drops his hands back to the sides as he's then turned a bit more. There's an exasperated sigh and a wing opens slightly to push itself into Michael's hovering fingers. It's a little more forceful than he originally intended but he's still not sure how to work them properly. At least it hadn't cut his palm open in the process, or worse.]
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That's because they are real.