Skulduggery's instinctive response was that he wasn't yelling. He didn't yell. He made it a point not to yell without purpose.
But a brief moment of thought later, and it began to make sense. His mind was pretty much always churning, after all. 'Yelling' certain thoughts, for lack of a better word, to avoid thinking about other things was probably something he did quite often. He'd probably grown unforgivably lax with mental defences ever since his death, actually. Even Hopeless hadn't been able to read him.
All of which Raphael would also have heard. This... was going to be a challenge.
"Can you find where Professor Grouse is?" Skulduggery asked out loud. "Or are we doomed to wander in a fruitless search while you gather your strength?"
A little vindictive, maybe. But Skulduggery never claimed to be above that sort of thing.
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But a brief moment of thought later, and it began to make sense. His mind was pretty much always churning, after all. 'Yelling' certain thoughts, for lack of a better word, to avoid thinking about other things was probably something he did quite often. He'd probably grown unforgivably lax with mental defences ever since his death, actually. Even Hopeless hadn't been able to read him.
All of which Raphael would also have heard. This... was going to be a challenge.
"Can you find where Professor Grouse is?" Skulduggery asked out loud. "Or are we doomed to wander in a fruitless search while you gather your strength?"
A little vindictive, maybe. But Skulduggery never claimed to be above that sort of thing.