Ghastly watched Skulduggery ahead of them trying to hide both of his heads from the relatively few passersby as he and Valkyrie talked next to the van. Their voices were just too indistinct to make out much, but they looked alright. Perhaps Valkyrie had chosen not to tell Skulduggery about the Necromancy until later, though it was possible Skul had already figured it out for himself. That wasn't anything like a normal ring, after all.

"Arts and Crafts?" he asked, certain for a moment that he'd heard wrong. When you pictured a hellish place the way Gabriel had just been describing it, and especially when you added in that an Archangel was telling the story, you didn't really imagine an Arts and Crafts room. And you definitely didn't imagine Skul there, in any way, shape, or form. "You didn't have to force him to make rosaries with you?"

"But you escaped, right?" Tanith cut in. The thought of an institution kidnapping people had clearly helped her move past the earlier embarrassment. "I mean, you're here. Do we need to rescue everyone else?"

A cross-dimensional rescue operation. That would be a first.

Then Ghastly's brain caught up with his ears, and the tailor frowned, almost stumbling down the church steps in spite of himself. "Hang on. Skul was human?"

That, Ghastly knew, was a small detail Skulduggery would never have shared. Maybe it was a good thing that Gabriel was here. Ghastly harbored no delusions that Skulduggery would need any help readjusting to normal life, but it would help everyone involved if they had at least some idea of what the detective went through.