"That's because you weren't lying," Skulduggery reminded him. "Just stretching the truth slightly. There aren't many people who would take the leap from there." Especially if they weren't religious, and never had been religious, even when being faced with the Faceless Ones themselves.
The cabbie's name, however, was apparently Barney, judging by the doubletake of their driver when Gabe used it. For a split second, Skulduggery was worried that the Archangel might have let something slip, but of course not. That was ridiculous. The name would have been written somewhere, as was the case in most cabs. 'Barney' might just not be used to anyone taking note of the name, much less using it.
Barney laughed a moment later regardless, and Skulduggery returned to looking out the window, worry abated. "That so?" Barney thumped the steering wheel idly with his fist as they slid into the Dublin suburbs and out of the worst traffic. "Well, then. I spy something beginning with T."
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The little girl was beaming, even if she didn't respond. She gave them both a short, very enthusiastic wave and tugged her father off towards the stalls, causing him to stumble and the glare he'd been shooting towards Dad to dwindle in effect. Ghastly waved back despite himself, partly because the little girl had grown on him - at least as much as a person could in the space of a few short minutes - and partly to make Guild glare again. It was oddly fun.
This whole afternoon had become oddly fun.
"Where to next?" Ghastly asked without a trace of the hesitation or awkwardness from before. Or even realising that there wasn't a trace of the hesitation or awkwardness from before. The boxer was currently walking around with three teddy bears under one arm and two more in his other hand, and he found that the more stares he received, the more comfortable he was. Besides, ever since getting the pink pony backpack, God had been the one attracting everyone's attention.
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The cabbie's name, however, was apparently Barney, judging by the doubletake of their driver when Gabe used it. For a split second, Skulduggery was worried that the Archangel might have let something slip, but of course not. That was ridiculous. The name would have been written somewhere, as was the case in most cabs. 'Barney' might just not be used to anyone taking note of the name, much less using it.
Barney laughed a moment later regardless, and Skulduggery returned to looking out the window, worry abated. "That so?" Barney thumped the steering wheel idly with his fist as they slid into the Dublin suburbs and out of the worst traffic. "Well, then. I spy something beginning with T."
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The little girl was beaming, even if she didn't respond. She gave them both a short, very enthusiastic wave and tugged her father off towards the stalls, causing him to stumble and the glare he'd been shooting towards Dad to dwindle in effect. Ghastly waved back despite himself, partly because the little girl had grown on him - at least as much as a person could in the space of a few short minutes - and partly to make Guild glare again. It was oddly fun.
This whole afternoon had become oddly fun.
"Where to next?" Ghastly asked without a trace of the hesitation or awkwardness from before. Or even realising that there wasn't a trace of the hesitation or awkwardness from before. The boxer was currently walking around with three teddy bears under one arm and two more in his other hand, and he found that the more stares he received, the more comfortable he was. Besides, ever since getting the pink pony backpack, God had been the one attracting everyone's attention.