[Gabriel sighs in exasperation and grabs her by the shoulder. God, why can't people just get a Gabriel-to-English dictionary and suck it up.] What the hell do you want from me, Raphael? I mean it. If it's keeping you alive, then there's nothing I can say about it. [He frowns and lets go of her shoulder, moving to walk away.] That and it should've been me.
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