Jack is usually the one to give pep talks-- not just personally, but as the face of Overwatch. Gabriel has his own people to raise moral with, sure, but it's still a weird feeling to be the one consoling 76 like this. He's so unlike the Jack he knows.

"Would that be better than not trying?" He can't wrap his head around it, what could have gone so wrong and feel so inevitable that he's giving up before he's started. Or well, before Gabriel's started. And Gabriel can't help but wonder now what he's tried, what all has failed before.

Gabriel's worse at this than he thought.

So instead he settles himself on the ground too. Sat close enough that he could reach out and touch him if he wanted but he keeps his hands to himself, still a bit weary of him lashing out. He seems to have calmed down but he's no less unpredictable for him.

"Look, just... don't worry about it right now, alright?" He doubts it'll be that simple if just because nothing so far has been with 76, but still.

"Let's take it a step at a time, alright?" And sat so close and being something relatively close to calm lets him get a good look at him, see what a mess he really is. It tugs at his heart, hurts to imagine his husband turning into this. Stings a bit to know that he does. (No, that he could. Gabriel wont allow it.)