"It was your horrible driving that ran me into the door," Solomon pointed out. He wasn't going to let that go. He was going to hold onto it for as long as possible because it amused him greatly to remind Ravel just how bad his driving truly was.
He smiled, a slow smile which he knew for a fact had always unnerved the acolytes. "I did, actually. He wasn't fit for work at such an esteemed establishment as the Sanctuary. And he didn't know nearly as much about you and your exploits. If all I have to do is make sure Skulduggery doesn't drop his hat, then I think the opportunity to blackmail you is worth the exchange."
"Skulduggery, drop his hat?" Dexter laughed. "You never went sailing with him, did you? He'd turn a frigate around to rescue his hat."
"He never told you about the time he destroyed Ghastly's mother's boat, did he?" Solomon asked, and grinned. "He ran it into the dock because the wind took his hat off. What were his words? Oh, yes. 'Quick, Solomon, before it gets blown to China!' Then, of course, he was too busy trying to save it to watch the tiller."
Dexter was already laughing, but there was an oddly incredulous note to his voice. "Since when have you known Skulduggery long enough to go sailing with him?"
"Since he saved my life when I was fifteen," was Solomon's simple reply before he glanced toward Doe. "Take a breath," he advised, "and don't fight it. You'll adjust. But I do agree; apparently I'm going to need someone to haul furniture around when the Reveller over there moves it on me, and I wouldn't dream of forcing Vex to damage his nails."
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He smiled, a slow smile which he knew for a fact had always unnerved the acolytes. "I did, actually. He wasn't fit for work at such an esteemed establishment as the Sanctuary. And he didn't know nearly as much about you and your exploits. If all I have to do is make sure Skulduggery doesn't drop his hat, then I think the opportunity to blackmail you is worth the exchange."
"Skulduggery, drop his hat?" Dexter laughed. "You never went sailing with him, did you? He'd turn a frigate around to rescue his hat."
"He never told you about the time he destroyed Ghastly's mother's boat, did he?" Solomon asked, and grinned. "He ran it into the dock because the wind took his hat off. What were his words? Oh, yes. 'Quick, Solomon, before it gets blown to China!' Then, of course, he was too busy trying to save it to watch the tiller."
Dexter was already laughing, but there was an oddly incredulous note to his voice. "Since when have you known Skulduggery long enough to go sailing with him?"
"Since he saved my life when I was fifteen," was Solomon's simple reply before he glanced toward Doe. "Take a breath," he advised, "and don't fight it. You'll adjust. But I do agree; apparently I'm going to need someone to haul furniture around when the Reveller over there moves it on me, and I wouldn't dream of forcing Vex to damage his nails."