The machines that were used to heal injuries were surprisingly effective, Gabe found. It was the League's equipment, after all. His bullet wound had healed in three days, all evidence of its existence gone except for a barely visible scar. However, though the wound was healed, the pain was not. Gabe was weaker than usual, and the taking of deep breaths often resulted in racking coughing fits, the pain emanating from his chest. Whether this was the result of getting shot or because of something else, Gabe didn't know. Was he allergic to bullets? The more he dwelled on the question, the more he realised how idiotic it was.

He was with the rest of the team when Billy Batson, Captain Marvel, handed them each a credit card. Gabe found shopping to be an extreme bore, but he also found himself in a position of extreme guilt, as he was the one that burned everyone's belongings in the first place. After he woke up from a very brief coma, he was repeatedly scolded by Jin for being such an idiot, for letting his feelings take control, for not using his head. As much as he felt obligated to listen to her, he had often caught himself focusing on her features, not on her words. He couldn't help it. A fluttery feeling filled his stomach whenever he looked at her. What was that feeling? All he knew was that he was very fond of her.

Snapping himself back into reality, Gabe noticed, for the gajillionth time, that Magnus, who had only just recently revealed the name to everyone, was human, a feeling of disbelief coming with the observation each time. The guy seemed happy, and Gabe was happy for him as a result. Being a werewolf seemed to suck. [i]A lot[/i]. So seeing Magnus happy was sure to bring a smile to anyone's face. If not, then you're probably Batman. Gabe hoped, not for the first time, that Batman couldn't read thoughts.

And then something happened which changed Gabe's reasonably good mood. Luke asked Jin if she wanted to go shopping with him. Though Luke hadn't said it, Gabe heard "Just the two of us" somewhere in there as well. And almost instantly, he felt a pang of... what was that feeling? It was a mixture of anger, hurt, hostility... Wasn't that jealousy? He was looking forward to watching a movie with Jin, a plan which had been postponed due to Bronze Tiger's rampage and subsequent death. He'd planned to ask Jin if it was still happening... Another plan, one that was repeatedly bashed in the face by Luke. But not yet, right? Jin was yet to answer Plas, after all. As these thoughts passed through his head, Gabe tried to keep his confused feelings from showing, but ultimately failed. His facial expression betrayed him. He'd never been good at hiding his feelings, anyway... No matter how hard Batman had tried to change it. His eyes darted quickly from Jin to Luke, dreading the answer that his brain was convinced she would say.