If nothing else, the mortal wouldn't need to worry about Gabriel asking unnecessary questions, nor harassing the poor man with bad pickup lines. Frivolous, hedonistic nonsense that he was too far above to even think about. Counter to the man's discomfort at showing his body, Gabriel barely seemed to acknowledge his own state of near undress, perfectly content to stand here in barely more than a towel. What? Bodies were bodies, everyone had one!

It was an interesting answer, one that was quickly and efficiently processed too. Well... How much trouble could one mortal be if he tried something?

"Very well. The name is Gabriel." With every bright blue eye amid the collection of feathers and wings masking his face watching Percy with no small amount of interest now. "My name."