Skulduggery had been through more shocks in the last five hours than he'd been through in his entire life. Things didn't shock him, simply because he'd usually thought of whatever scenario was happening before it happened. Things could be unexpected and startling, but very rarely shocking.
Then Ghastly had apologised. Not to him, exactly, and well on his way to being drunk at the time. But less than twelve hours after finding out about Lord Vile, Ghastly had apologised for breaking Skulduggery's jaw. That particular scenario more than qualified. Then the extra Desolation Engine, which wasn't so much shocking as unexpected, but hot on the heels of the last few days it still affected his psyche more than Skulduggery would have liked it to.
And then Gabriel.
Coupled with not quite understanding his own feelings on the subject, and only really knowing that they weren't... negative. Not completely. That they should have been, but they weren't.
Hot on the heels of that, finding out Solomon gave up Necromancy. Which shouldn't have been shocking, but it was. It was for the simple fact that there was so much history between them, and most of it centered around Solomon Wreath's refusal to fully leave the Temple. It probably didn't help that Skulduggery was still reeling from aforementioned shocks when Gabe told him.
This... shouldn't have been shocking, either. But if Valkyrie had the presence of mind to hide Solomon's gun from the authorities... he couldn't really picture her breaking down and confiding in anyone, let alone someone like Solomon Wreath.
Unless she'd been investigating for herself. Solomon saw Skulduggery's soul yesterday in front of the Temple, after all.
Skulduggery didn't answer for a minute, and then he moved slowly over to the armchair near the bed and sat down. "No," he answered evenly. "It was always going to happen. You might have been a contributing reason, but you didn't cause it."
Skulduggery was going to have to get used to people knowing. He might as well try and be grateful for when the person was incapacitated, and couldn't try to kill him.
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Then Ghastly had apologised. Not to him, exactly, and well on his way to being drunk at the time. But less than twelve hours after finding out about Lord Vile, Ghastly had apologised for breaking Skulduggery's jaw. That particular scenario more than qualified. Then the extra Desolation Engine, which wasn't so much shocking as unexpected, but hot on the heels of the last few days it still affected his psyche more than Skulduggery would have liked it to.
And then Gabriel.
Coupled with not quite understanding his own feelings on the subject, and only really knowing that they weren't... negative. Not completely. That they should have been, but they weren't.
Hot on the heels of that, finding out Solomon gave up Necromancy. Which shouldn't have been shocking, but it was. It was for the simple fact that there was so much history between them, and most of it centered around Solomon Wreath's refusal to fully leave the Temple. It probably didn't help that Skulduggery was still reeling from aforementioned shocks when Gabe told him.
This... shouldn't have been shocking, either. But if Valkyrie had the presence of mind to hide Solomon's gun from the authorities... he couldn't really picture her breaking down and confiding in anyone, let alone someone like Solomon Wreath.
Unless she'd been investigating for herself. Solomon saw Skulduggery's soul yesterday in front of the Temple, after all.
Skulduggery didn't answer for a minute, and then he moved slowly over to the armchair near the bed and sat down. "No," he answered evenly. "It was always going to happen. You might have been a contributing reason, but you didn't cause it."
Skulduggery was going to have to get used to people knowing. He might as well try and be grateful for when the person was incapacitated, and couldn't try to kill him.