"Would you rather stay here?" Skulduggery asked. "Fletcher and I can handle this."
It was easier, this time, for Fletcher to hide his surprise and excitement at being so readily included - but he was pretty sure it still showed on his face. For the first time since Skulduggery disappeared through the portal, Fletcher actually felt like a proper detective. Even Gabe being hurt wasn't enough to completely dispel the feeling, although Fletcher did make an effort to wipe the smile off his face.
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"Okay, fine." Ghastly was too tired to argue. Maybe a little too intoxicated, as well. "Dad." He hesitated, and then shrugged. "I'm Ghastly." It would definitely be another indicator of whether the man was a sorcerer, because mortals had never not given him strange looks when he introduced himself. Of course, up until yesterday, mortals gave him stranger looks just upon seeing his scars.
Ghastly watched the next drink disappearing just as quickly as the one before it, and he frowned. Slightly worrying. He'd lost track of how many they'd had by now, but... five? Six? And the man's eyes weren't even beginning to glaze. Quite the contrary, they were twinkling more than ever. That couldn't be normal.
"What brings you here?" Ghastly asked, once he'd knocked back his own.
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It was easier, this time, for Fletcher to hide his surprise and excitement at being so readily included - but he was pretty sure it still showed on his face. For the first time since Skulduggery disappeared through the portal, Fletcher actually felt like a proper detective. Even Gabe being hurt wasn't enough to completely dispel the feeling, although Fletcher did make an effort to wipe the smile off his face.
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"Okay, fine." Ghastly was too tired to argue. Maybe a little too intoxicated, as well. "Dad." He hesitated, and then shrugged. "I'm Ghastly." It would definitely be another indicator of whether the man was a sorcerer, because mortals had never not given him strange looks when he introduced himself. Of course, up until yesterday, mortals gave him stranger looks just upon seeing his scars.
Ghastly watched the next drink disappearing just as quickly as the one before it, and he frowned. Slightly worrying. He'd lost track of how many they'd had by now, but... five? Six? And the man's eyes weren't even beginning to glaze. Quite the contrary, they were twinkling more than ever. That couldn't be normal.
"What brings you here?" Ghastly asked, once he'd knocked back his own.