Alex sits in front of Gabriel, mimicking his position. If not for the air holes cut into the barrier, Alex would have been fooled into thinking there was no glass at all. He’s silent for a heartbeat, before he takes the risk. “It was something you said, earlier. When you implied that Michael and I…” Gabriel smirks and his eyebrows twitch upwards. Alex swallows, and continues. “You said he was ‘pink with it’. What did you mean by that?”