[That one question leaves Gabriel stopping in his tracks a moment. What was God like? How is he meant to explain that to a human? He missed his father deeply and to talk about him wasn't easy.]

You're asking me to try and describe God to you?

[He shakes himself from his brief feeling of loss to straighten out his shoulders and try to push William along.]

Warm... comforting, strong. Everything a father should be and more. He was distant at times and sometimes I didn't understand him but... there is no doubt in my mind to how much he loved us, all of us. And yet I had to watch how much humanity hurt him, disappointed him until he could take no more as you destroyed every gift he gave you.

[He draws himself back, realizing for a moment he was seething. He clears his throat, glad for a moment that William is as drunk as he is. He can wave his emotions off as his alcohol soaked mind exaggerating things.]

You may yet still have a chance to see your father here, but mine will not return to me until I can get back to our world and finish my work.

[He's quite done with the slow trek up the stairs now and he'll stoop to sweep Williams feet out from under him so he's smoothly cradled in his arms. He carries him with ease up the flight of stairs.]

It'll take us well into morning at the rate you're going.