"Thank you," Gabriel inclines his head, following the other archangel. He's more amused than anything else by the clutter, and mildly excited by the sight of the books; he's been travelling among humans for millennia, after all, and has seen worse. Besides, he prefers clutter to the impersonal, Spartan style of decor that seems to be in vogue now.

He smiles, shrugging. "It's better than what passed for hygiene among the Norse. I like the place, in fact; it looks lived-in and cosy."