"Gabriel, please", normally, pleading only annoyed him, but this was an actual life or death situation, nothing would stay the same after this moment. Having lived tough lives for 28 years had its toll, first the sob story that was Meissa's life, child soldier, abandoned, relatively recent government experiment, his life seemed to be brighter next to theirs. Being a fellow government experiment along with a close call to death, as well as being abandoned by his relatives recently, he could understand how this situation looks. Straightening up with his suitcase in tow, he looked back at his two lovers and couldn't bring himself to not tear up. Now or nerved he thought as the door opened in front of him, "I have to go, Love, I will you you in six months and not a day more-", a fist came down onto his shoulder as two sets of hand gripped his shirt. Not wanting to let go, they clutched to him as if they were infants not wanting their mother to leave them to their own devices. Cruel was fate however as undesirable but 53 came up in front of the open door, scoffs at the scene in front of him and pull Gabriel out the door, hands finally relieving the shirt they had been clutching.