[Ned waves, and in that moment of clarity between ignorance and full realization of the dangers of a situation (which the Pie Maker often gauges with startling accuracy), he can see that the wrongness that has plagued so many other citizens of Wonderland has, in fact, gripped the angel.
If Gabriel were of sane mind Ned does not doubt that his greeting would be warmer and he would likely inquire about the day's pies, but the archangel appears possessed by a singular purpose.
Ned drops the beekeeping suit and edges toward the house.]
Uuuhhhhhhhhhhhey, Gab...rieohmyGod.
[Wings. Wings of no mean size have pushed free from the angel's shoulder blades. Ned breaks into a sprint toward the mansion along the edge of the gardens, abandoning his friendly semaphore exercise in favor of self-preservation.]
THAT'S ME IN THE CORNER THAT'S ME IN THE SPOTLIGHT LOSING MY RELIGION
If Gabriel were of sane mind Ned does not doubt that his greeting would be warmer and he would likely inquire about the day's pies, but the archangel appears possessed by a singular purpose.
Ned drops the beekeeping suit and edges toward the house.]
Uuuhhhhhhhhhhhey, Gab...rieohmyGod.
[Wings. Wings of no mean size have pushed free from the angel's shoulder blades. Ned breaks into a sprint toward the mansion along the edge of the gardens, abandoning his friendly semaphore exercise in favor of self-preservation.]