The second time Elijah glanced at him, Gabriel quickly turned his eyes down, because he realized he had been staring. Here he was doing all the things he had intended not to do.

Later, when they stood outside, he looked at the constable awkwardly. "That was kind of you, to worry so much about the well-being of that child." His voice was quiet, and slightly higher than usual. "Most people care little about the weakest..."