Skulduggery's mind was a finely-tuned thing that - even while he could honestly say he had no idea what he would do when he caught sight of Sanguine - was already working to try and prevent the inevitable outcome. Working to figure out what Anton might accept, what Skulduggery could possibly say that might convince him. Trying to explain what Sanguine had done earlier wouldn't do any good; here in the Midnight Hotel, past deeds didn't matter, and Sanctuary agents had no jurisdiction. Besides which, Anton knew the man. Identified him by name, knew he would be the person Skulduggery was after. That was a dead end.
Even Anton's question might not have stopped Skulduggery from heading over into the aforementioned common room, except that the answer Skulduggery would have given might just stop the two of them from having to get into a fight. And a fight Skulduggery would like to avoid, as much because they were friends as because of Anton's specific Adept discipline.
So he did stop, and he did turn back. "We have reason to believe he's going to steal one of the Remnants in Room 24."
Why he wanted to steal the Remnant wouldn't matter, but maybe the fact that he planned to sabotage the hotel at all would bring Anton around.
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Valkyrie raised an eyebrow as she watched the way Solomon searched his own apartment, the way he regarded her like she might attack at any moment.
He hadn't gone insane, had he? No. No, that wasn't it. Valkyrie's first impression, it turned out, was the right one - he was scared. Practically paranoid. A time like this, she would have expected him to have the cane with him, never to let it out of his reach, let alone his sight. Which led her to believe that someone had attacked him, and probably stolen it.
Valkyrie had seen Solomon defend himself. It would have taken someone of incredible skill and power to be able to take his cane from him, never mind that the very nature of Necromancy dictated anyone other than Solomon touching the cane without his permission should be dead.
"You mean is Skulduggery lurking around outside?" She kept her voice impressively even, given the circumstances. "No. I'm alone." Skulduggery has an angel, she added silently to fight down an irrational and completely uncalled for twinge of guilt. "Solomon, what's going on? Where's your cane?"
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Skulduggery's mind was a finely-tuned thing that - even while he could honestly say he had no idea what he would do when he caught sight of Sanguine - was already working to try and prevent the inevitable outcome. Working to figure out what Anton might accept, what Skulduggery could possibly say that might convince him. Trying to explain what Sanguine had done earlier wouldn't do any good; here in the Midnight Hotel, past deeds didn't matter, and Sanctuary agents had no jurisdiction. Besides which, Anton knew the man. Identified him by name, knew he would be the person Skulduggery was after. That was a dead end.
Even Anton's question might not have stopped Skulduggery from heading over into the aforementioned common room, except that the answer Skulduggery would have given might just stop the two of them from having to get into a fight. And a fight Skulduggery would like to avoid, as much because they were friends as because of Anton's specific Adept discipline.
So he did stop, and he did turn back. "We have reason to believe he's going to steal one of the Remnants in Room 24."
Why he wanted to steal the Remnant wouldn't matter, but maybe the fact that he planned to sabotage the hotel at all would bring Anton around.
~~
Valkyrie raised an eyebrow as she watched the way Solomon searched his own apartment, the way he regarded her like she might attack at any moment.
He hadn't gone insane, had he? No. No, that wasn't it. Valkyrie's first impression, it turned out, was the right one - he was scared. Practically paranoid. A time like this, she would have expected him to have the cane with him, never to let it out of his reach, let alone his sight. Which led her to believe that someone had attacked him, and probably stolen it.
Valkyrie had seen Solomon defend himself. It would have taken someone of incredible skill and power to be able to take his cane from him, never mind that the very nature of Necromancy dictated anyone other than Solomon touching the cane without his permission should be dead.
"You mean is Skulduggery lurking around outside?" She kept her voice impressively even, given the circumstances. "No. I'm alone." Skulduggery has an angel, she added silently to fight down an irrational and completely uncalled for twinge of guilt. "Solomon, what's going on? Where's your cane?"