"Skulduggery does all of those things in a suit," Ghastly pointed out. "He doesn't seem to mind."
"That's because I can't make myself bullet-proof without one of your suits," Skulduggery countered. "And hobo conventions are very dangerous places."
"If it's 'low-key' you want," Ghastly continued, skimming smoothly over the words 'low-key' with only the barest hint of a disagreement on definitions, "I can always make you a toga or a robe. Anything, really, but that."
Erskine laughed at Rover's offence, and reached over to take the bag Anton had completely ignored. "Well, Descry noticed," he pointed out. "Even if Descry noticing something never really counts. Anyone else? How do you not notice when your home is suddenly covered in sanctified peanuts? Ooh, Scottish whiskey. Good choice, Fletch."
"Me?" Fletcher asked, surprised. "Rover picked stuff out, not me."
"Word of advice, Fletcher," said Skulduggery. "When someone pays you a compliment, accept it, even if it's not true. Even if, and especially if, the true credit belongs to someone with an over-inflated ego who could probably be taken down a peg or two. Next to God, Rover?"
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"That's because I can't make myself bullet-proof without one of your suits," Skulduggery countered. "And hobo conventions are very dangerous places."
"If it's 'low-key' you want," Ghastly continued, skimming smoothly over the words 'low-key' with only the barest hint of a disagreement on definitions, "I can always make you a toga or a robe. Anything, really, but that."
Erskine laughed at Rover's offence, and reached over to take the bag Anton had completely ignored. "Well, Descry noticed," he pointed out. "Even if Descry noticing something never really counts. Anyone else? How do you not notice when your home is suddenly covered in sanctified peanuts? Ooh, Scottish whiskey. Good choice, Fletch."
"Me?" Fletcher asked, surprised. "Rover picked stuff out, not me."
"Word of advice, Fletcher," said Skulduggery. "When someone pays you a compliment, accept it, even if it's not true. Even if, and especially if, the true credit belongs to someone with an over-inflated ego who could probably be taken down a peg or two. Next to God, Rover?"