"Worried pouty eyes?" Saracen nodded. "Ah. I see. Preying on Skulduggery's natural inclination to protect people. No wonder he fell so - wait a minute, Gabriel?"
It still hadn't properly occurred to Saracen what Archangels meant, apparently. Even mentioning Merlin's name hadn't been enough to remind him that he would know these angels' names. He would know them very well. Everyone in the world would. Erskine toyed with the idea of putting Saracen at ease by reassuring him that these angels were nothing like he'd probably pictured the Bible versions to be, but decided it might not actually be all that comforting.
"Nothing," Tanith promised Dexter. "Nothing bad."
"He kept saying we needed an appointment to see any of the Elders," Valkyrie complained. "I kept trying to tell him that was stupid and I'd never needed one before. He just didn't listen."
"He couldn't really do anything to stop us," Tanith said with a shrug. "I think he sort of muttered angrily after us, though. Hey, Saracen."
Saracen didn't answer, and Tanith's smile turned gentle. "Aw. Did he just get the talk? How's he holding up? Actually, how much of it did he already know?"
Erskine wasn't aware that the two of them knew each other, but now that he was, it didn't take too long to guess how they knew each other. He made a mental note to take Saracen aside later and tell him about Ghastly. "Most of the important stuff," he answered Tanith, "but he thought his magic was breaking down on him. Valkyrie, this is Saracen," he added just as the teenager was haughtily opening her mouth. "Fellow former member of the Dead Men. Just knows things. Saracen, this is Valkyrie Cain. I'm sure you've heard of her."
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It still hadn't properly occurred to Saracen what Archangels meant, apparently. Even mentioning Merlin's name hadn't been enough to remind him that he would know these angels' names. He would know them very well. Everyone in the world would. Erskine toyed with the idea of putting Saracen at ease by reassuring him that these angels were nothing like he'd probably pictured the Bible versions to be, but decided it might not actually be all that comforting.
"Nothing," Tanith promised Dexter. "Nothing bad."
"He kept saying we needed an appointment to see any of the Elders," Valkyrie complained. "I kept trying to tell him that was stupid and I'd never needed one before. He just didn't listen."
"He couldn't really do anything to stop us," Tanith said with a shrug. "I think he sort of muttered angrily after us, though. Hey, Saracen."
Saracen didn't answer, and Tanith's smile turned gentle. "Aw. Did he just get the talk? How's he holding up? Actually, how much of it did he already know?"
Erskine wasn't aware that the two of them knew each other, but now that he was, it didn't take too long to guess how they knew each other. He made a mental note to take Saracen aside later and tell him about Ghastly. "Most of the important stuff," he answered Tanith, "but he thought his magic was breaking down on him. Valkyrie, this is Saracen," he added just as the teenager was haughtily opening her mouth. "Fellow former member of the Dead Men. Just knows things. Saracen, this is Valkyrie Cain. I'm sure you've heard of her."
Saracen greeted her with a feeble wave.