"I enjoy being thorough," was Solomon's reply as he laid a hand on Saint Gabriel's shoulder, still concentrating on his breathing. Most of his weight was still on Paddy, but Paddy seemed to be having a bit of trouble, so Solomon wasn't going to deny Saint Gabriel's aid.
"And in my defence," he added obliquely, looking up at Skulduggery with a quirk of his lips to try and cover the sweat beading his brow, the pain in his eyes, "I was in shock at the time. Apparently that tends to lead to a lack of barriers between mind and mouth."
"Are you certain that's the best idea?" Saint Gabriel asked Skulduggery, his brow wrinkled. "If they won't take their cameras seriously, they might overlook something important with one of the other patients. If that's the case, then we may as well have tampered with them mechanically. Can't we just sign him out with a waiver? He's awake and cognizent, and it means we can get him a wheelchair to sit in."
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"And in my defence," he added obliquely, looking up at Skulduggery with a quirk of his lips to try and cover the sweat beading his brow, the pain in his eyes, "I was in shock at the time. Apparently that tends to lead to a lack of barriers between mind and mouth."
"Are you certain that's the best idea?" Saint Gabriel asked Skulduggery, his brow wrinkled. "If they won't take their cameras seriously, they might overlook something important with one of the other patients. If that's the case, then we may as well have tampered with them mechanically. Can't we just sign him out with a waiver? He's awake and cognizent, and it means we can get him a wheelchair to sit in."