China's eyes snapped to where Solomon's hand had risen into the air. It reminded her that he'd appeared in her library without his cane, and while she'd found the connection there laughable at the time, it was now beginning to make more sense. Corrival wouldn't have volunteered Solomon as an Elder if he didn't think Solomon could be trusted. Skulduggery would have objected. Tenebrae did object.

Solomon gave up Necromancy.

Interesting.

Now the curiosity was genuine, and for more reasons than one. Solomon was definitely blind. He also saw definitely saw something, and he was definitely reaching out to touch whatever that was. Something practical, because Solomon Wreath would not give up his sight for a form of magic that wasn't more useful to him.

He'd also been in contact with angels for the last few days, China registered dimly.

"I keep up several... pretences," she replied as smoothly as she could manage - quite impressively, given that she was starting to suspect she might be losing control of herself again. "You'll have to specify which one."