"Yes," Anton said, "it does. I have the key. If you intend to fight me, I have no compunctions about defending myself, either." He said it all quite evenly, matter-of-factly, letting Sanguine know the extent of the terms and conditions of staying there.
Guarding the Remnants was a duty. Their release would endanger everyone in the Hotel, and everyone outside of it. Anton couldn't deal with Sanguine until he made his move--but when the Texan did, Anton wouldn't hesitate.
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There was something very ... pointed in that question. Something Solomon couldn't see, something which made him finally looked back toward his--former--student. "Not every Necromancer's, no," he said slowly. "What I saw was Necromancy. But I saw the souls of those in my vicinity. Saint Gabriel's, if he counts as having a soul. Skulduggery Pleasant's. Yours."
He chuckled drily. "Perhaps if I'd had a mirror I could see mine." The chuckle faded into a sigh. "Seeing the Temple was enough. I haven't set foot on those grounds since that night. I couldn't. Not now that I know just what I would be treading upon."
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Guarding the Remnants was a duty. Their release would endanger everyone in the Hotel, and everyone outside of it. Anton couldn't deal with Sanguine until he made his move--but when the Texan did, Anton wouldn't hesitate.
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There was something very ... pointed in that question. Something Solomon couldn't see, something which made him finally looked back toward his--former--student. "Not every Necromancer's, no," he said slowly. "What I saw was Necromancy. But I saw the souls of those in my vicinity. Saint Gabriel's, if he counts as having a soul. Skulduggery Pleasant's. Yours."
He chuckled drily. "Perhaps if I'd had a mirror I could see mine." The chuckle faded into a sigh. "Seeing the Temple was enough. I haven't set foot on those grounds since that night. I couldn't. Not now that I know just what I would be treading upon."