[Espy]

Dante made a mock bow -- probably missed in the gloom -- and continued pushing the other girl back the way they'd come, firing a few bullets over his back as he did so. He turned around for a moment to check the progress...

..and noticed something oddly familiar. With his heightened Sight, he could make out an outline that he had seen for the past twenty years, had felt, had known. Too familiar. With dread he 'looked' at the face, then at a waist-pounch that he knew would be there, with the aura of old succor capsules radiating from it.

Dante staggered. Ignoring the looks from his companions, he stared at the Dybbuk in front of him, gun forgotten. All much too familiar.

"...Gabriel?"