Well, it was good to know that someone found this whole situation so funny, although Valkyrie had to admit that she very much felt like laughing herself. She and Skulduggery both usually tried to ignore Clarabelle, but when the assistant implied that Skulduggery might have willingly chosen to become a priest - and especially when the Archangel in the room began laughing - Valkyrie could almost forget that she might be distantly related to Satan.
It was the first time she could remember Kenspeckle's scowl disappearing when he saw the detective. Usually, Skulduggery was the cause of that scowl. Valkyrie had to hold a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing, which Kenspeckle would certainly not have appreciated, and might have put him in even less of a mood to help.
Skulduggery hesitated, his head cocked to one side. He really did strike an amusing image, dressed as he was, and carrying his original skull. He'd placed his hat and scarf on the cranium for the time being, making it look like a sort of demented, creepy doll. "Would it help you to believe that you're imagining me?"
"It was a convenient disguise," Ghastly explained from his position next to Gabriel, when it became clear that Skulduggery wasn't going to. "We found him in a church, and we needed to get here without drawing attention to ourselves."
A convenient disguise, Valkyrie thought, and appropriate, too. Although one could argue that an extremely thin man in a priest's outfit wearing a hat and a scarf on top might have been more noticeable than just draping him in a cloak or something.
Slightly worried about how Kenspeckle would react, Valkyrie gave a little wave to drag his attention back to her. "Hi, Kenspeckle." She smiled sheepishly. "Sorry it's been so long."
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It was the first time she could remember Kenspeckle's scowl disappearing when he saw the detective. Usually, Skulduggery was the cause of that scowl. Valkyrie had to hold a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing, which Kenspeckle would certainly not have appreciated, and might have put him in even less of a mood to help.
Skulduggery hesitated, his head cocked to one side. He really did strike an amusing image, dressed as he was, and carrying his original skull. He'd placed his hat and scarf on the cranium for the time being, making it look like a sort of demented, creepy doll. "Would it help you to believe that you're imagining me?"
"It was a convenient disguise," Ghastly explained from his position next to Gabriel, when it became clear that Skulduggery wasn't going to. "We found him in a church, and we needed to get here without drawing attention to ourselves."
A convenient disguise, Valkyrie thought, and appropriate, too. Although one could argue that an extremely thin man in a priest's outfit wearing a hat and a scarf on top might have been more noticeable than just draping him in a cloak or something.
Slightly worried about how Kenspeckle would react, Valkyrie gave a little wave to drag his attention back to her. "Hi, Kenspeckle." She smiled sheepishly. "Sorry it's been so long."