Typical? Erskine wanted to ask. Typical? Did Wreath know the meaning of the word? Typical of, what, Archangels to fall in love with living skeletons? Did Erskine miss that fairy tale?

Mind you, it was fairly typical of Skulduggery to manage the atypical. Maybe that's what Wreath meant. Maybe that was why Erskine could accept the relationship as fact, even through discovering that Archangels existed at all.

But, now that he was thinking about it, what caused Gabriel to rescue Skulduggery in the first place? It wasn't like Skulduggery to develop Stockholm's Syndrome - or whatever it was called when damsels in distress developed affections for their rescuer - and certainly not in such a short span of time. Yes, everything about this screamed atypical, and even for Skulduggery, that was pushing it. Something else Erskine should ask the pair about.

Only then did he realise what Solomon actually said, and he leaned forward attentively. "An attraction, you say?" Erskine felt a grin spreading across his face and didn't even try to keep it in check. "Beyond just a wing around his shoulders? What does it look like?"