"Not on my end," China replied. "We need a hall full of mirrors, but I'm otherwise in possession of everything I need."
If not quite her mental faculties, but that wasn't going to be a problem. If China couldn't focus despite her own personal feelings on something, she would never have lasted as long as she had.
But that was the strange thing. She knew she should have been preparing for the result of this little endeavour. Bliss would never believe she was helping out of the goodness of her heart - which technically she wasn't, China reassured herself, since she was getting paid - and he'd be far less trusting of her motives than even Skulduggery seemed to be. With good reason; China wasn't faulting him for that. It just meant she needed to prepare. She needed to be able to kill him if that became the only option, or at the very least hold him off long enough to hide.
But she didn't want to. She simply and curiously didn't want to. Bliss would be suspicious, and that was fine. Let him be. And if he did try something, then...
And that was the strange thing. China didn't know how to finish that sentence. She didn't have anything prepared, and it wasn't because she knew what the outcome would be. She didn't have a clue what the outcome would be. She was merely... hoping. Hoping things would turn out for the best. So much so that she hadn't even planned for a failure.
Trust. Blind trust in something vague and uncertain enough to be dangerous. It was new, and it was unpleasant, but there wasn't much China could do about it.
"I would like to see an angel statue," she added thoughtfully. "Once they're made, of course. I'm not entirely sure what I have for that would work, and I'd like to test it."
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If not quite her mental faculties, but that wasn't going to be a problem. If China couldn't focus despite her own personal feelings on something, she would never have lasted as long as she had.
But that was the strange thing. She knew she should have been preparing for the result of this little endeavour. Bliss would never believe she was helping out of the goodness of her heart - which technically she wasn't, China reassured herself, since she was getting paid - and he'd be far less trusting of her motives than even Skulduggery seemed to be. With good reason; China wasn't faulting him for that. It just meant she needed to prepare. She needed to be able to kill him if that became the only option, or at the very least hold him off long enough to hide.
But she didn't want to. She simply and curiously didn't want to. Bliss would be suspicious, and that was fine. Let him be. And if he did try something, then...
And that was the strange thing. China didn't know how to finish that sentence. She didn't have anything prepared, and it wasn't because she knew what the outcome would be. She didn't have a clue what the outcome would be. She was merely... hoping. Hoping things would turn out for the best. So much so that she hadn't even planned for a failure.
Trust. Blind trust in something vague and uncertain enough to be dangerous. It was new, and it was unpleasant, but there wasn't much China could do about it.
"I would like to see an angel statue," she added thoughtfully. "Once they're made, of course. I'm not entirely sure what I have for that would work, and I'd like to test it."