"But apparently, he's Gabe's nephew," Skulduggery broke the silence that followed. He'd given up trying to be surprised by anything at this point. Chances were, they might even get to meet the legendary mythological sorcerer before too long, and Skulduggery needed to keep his sanity-snapping moments for when that time came. Valkyrie could never again claim that Skulduggery wasn't impressive. How many other tutors in magic and martial arts introduced their pupils to Merlin?
Ghastly's head shook slightly, like he was trying to snap himself out of the same hazy stun Skulduggery had been in less than five minutes ago, and he tried to get back to the matter at hand. No mean feat; Skulduggery could attest to that. "There's no way to turn out the lights in most rooms here, but that bedroom I mentioned doesn't have any." His voice softened as he turned back to Gabe. "I think there might even be some kind of healing magic there. You feel... different as soon as you walk in."
"Sounds perfect." Skulduggery glanced sidelong at the Archangel, his own concern showing in his eyes. "It'll hurt, but only for a few minutes, and then you should be able to..." he hesitated. "Can you fall asleep?"
"What's wrong with you?" Fletcher asked Tanith, who - far from still staring - had been growing slowly more red throughout the conversation, and was now practically doubled over in laughter that tried, but didn't completely succeed, in staying silent. She waved a hand at him as she tried to get her breathing back under control, and Fletcher took a nervous step forward. "Do you need water or something?"
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Ghastly's head shook slightly, like he was trying to snap himself out of the same hazy stun Skulduggery had been in less than five minutes ago, and he tried to get back to the matter at hand. No mean feat; Skulduggery could attest to that. "There's no way to turn out the lights in most rooms here, but that bedroom I mentioned doesn't have any." His voice softened as he turned back to Gabe. "I think there might even be some kind of healing magic there. You feel... different as soon as you walk in."
"Sounds perfect." Skulduggery glanced sidelong at the Archangel, his own concern showing in his eyes. "It'll hurt, but only for a few minutes, and then you should be able to..." he hesitated. "Can you fall asleep?"
"What's wrong with you?" Fletcher asked Tanith, who - far from still staring - had been growing slowly more red throughout the conversation, and was now practically doubled over in laughter that tried, but didn't completely succeed, in staying silent. She waved a hand at him as she tried to get her breathing back under control, and Fletcher took a nervous step forward. "Do you need water or something?"