Having the other Gabriel here had been a drain on both of them. The tension was like a piano string, and Gabriel hadn't felt safe going home. If he talked to his other self too much, would he try to fix it somehow? Would Mohinder? Would they suddenly decide he wasn't leaving and Gabriel would have to try and be okay with that?

Thankfully none of that happened, and Gabriel would now selfishly enjoy forgetting his clone ever existed. So while he was usually pretty happy to get into wedding-type things, this particular time? He was practically ecstatic about it.

"We'd better do it before anything else happens. I like planning, but living at a spacetime nexus is hell on that." He smiled down at the binder, then leaned in toward Mohinder, murmuring in his ear. His wine glass conveniently floated over to the coffee table to he could curl around his fiancé. "We could go to the courthouse right now. Well-" He rolled his eyes, having to concede that it was dark outside and the office would most certainly not be open. "Tomorrow, bright and early. I wanna be married already."