Erskine blinked. "You're going to keep picking me up?"
He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting. An enigmatic disappearance, maybe? He'd been resigning himself to the loss of his friend Micah after today. In retrospect, that didn't make much sense, but wasn't that the sort of thing divine beings did? Sorcerers usually made themselves scarce when mortals discovered some element of the truth, after all.
But he knew who he wanted to start with. "The first time I ever heard Skulduggery laugh," he said, "was after those five years. Dexter said something stupid. He laughed. Struck us all speechless, because a skeleton laughing is deeply unsettling, let me tell you."
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He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting. An enigmatic disappearance, maybe? He'd been resigning himself to the loss of his friend Micah after today. In retrospect, that didn't make much sense, but wasn't that the sort of thing divine beings did? Sorcerers usually made themselves scarce when mortals discovered some element of the truth, after all.
But he knew who he wanted to start with. "The first time I ever heard Skulduggery laugh," he said, "was after those five years. Dexter said something stupid. He laughed. Struck us all speechless, because a skeleton laughing is deeply unsettling, let me tell you."