Even from underneath the blanket, Skulduggery heard those words clear as day. And even with Gabe's weight on his shoulders, even with the feel of Gabe's wings draped metaphysically and invisibly around him, a cold weight settled into the pit of Skulduggery's stomach.
He wasn't used to waking up, and he wasn't used to physical sensations accompanying his feelings. It was enough to keep Skulduggery quiet while somewhere else in the room, Erskine cursed.
"Sometime last night," Michael added. "Not long before I arrived. I don't know where he came out, and I don't know what he intends to do. But I know that he's here."
"Why don't you know?" asked Valkyrie. Skulduggery could imagine a pale face behind those tremulous words. "I thought you could all sense each other. Or talk to each other. Or something."
"Only when we all want to," Michael told her gently. "Lucifer can hide himself from us, from all of us. He does it so often that I wouldn't be surprised if he's forgotten that a connection can exist. And with my brothers in the state they were in..." Michael shook his head in mock disapproval. "He might even have been reaching out, and they would have been too busy defeating evil pigs with a slingshot to notice."
Skulduggery made a mental note to speak to Ghastly later. He needed to have the final word in their argument about getting drunk simply asking for trouble.
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Even from underneath the blanket, Skulduggery heard those words clear as day. And even with Gabe's weight on his shoulders, even with the feel of Gabe's wings draped metaphysically and invisibly around him, a cold weight settled into the pit of Skulduggery's stomach.
He wasn't used to waking up, and he wasn't used to physical sensations accompanying his feelings. It was enough to keep Skulduggery quiet while somewhere else in the room, Erskine cursed.
"Sometime last night," Michael added. "Not long before I arrived. I don't know where he came out, and I don't know what he intends to do. But I know that he's here."
"Why don't you know?" asked Valkyrie. Skulduggery could imagine a pale face behind those tremulous words. "I thought you could all sense each other. Or talk to each other. Or something."
"Only when we all want to," Michael told her gently. "Lucifer can hide himself from us, from all of us. He does it so often that I wouldn't be surprised if he's forgotten that a connection can exist. And with my brothers in the state they were in..." Michael shook his head in mock disapproval. "He might even have been reaching out, and they would have been too busy defeating evil pigs with a slingshot to notice."
Skulduggery made a mental note to speak to Ghastly later. He needed to have the final word in their argument about getting drunk simply asking for trouble.