Even Fletcher and Valkyrie had grown familiar enough with Gabriel by then that neither of them particularly reacted to the first part - even if Gabe was quite correct in assuming they were all quietly curious. Fletcher was just about to start his first turn, however, when he stopped and stared at the Archangel, followed very quickly by Valkyrie. Even Skulduggery seemed to tilt his skull around slightly. Putting on an accent was one thing; Gabe had almost seemed to become a different person for those few words.
"Right," Fletcher finally answered, wondering whether that would still have felt so strange if Gabriel was just a regular person. He managed a smile at the angel, anyway. "So, I spy with my little eye, something beginning with 'S.'"
"Sky," Skulduggery guessed.
Fletcher's smile grew wider. "Nope."
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When Skulduggery first complained about Marr's unbased dislike for him, Ghastly had assumed that his friend was exaggerating. Then he'd met Davina Marr for himself, and had to admit that the woman just didn't seem particularly fond of anything, let alone Skul. This wouldn't be the first time he'd had to deal with her, but it would - hopefully - be the most satisfying one.
It was impossible to tell if Marr actually knew whether Skulduggery was back or not. From the urgency of Skulduggery's request for help, it was clear Guild had seen enough of Skul and Gabriel for them to be worried, but maybe Guild was keeping it to himself for the moment. He would definitely be very interested in who Gabriel was, after all; maybe trust wasn't running rampant in the Sanctuary these days.
Ghastly didn't say anything as he let his facade drop. It had no point anymore, and it would just be draining valuable magic.
He did have to wonder why Skulduggery wasn't completely unstable, though, as Marr so helpfully pointed out. Did Gabriel have anything to do with that? Was simply being in the proximity of an Archangel helping Skul heal? Ghastly made a mental note to ask about it later. He would much rather not get surprised if his friend went through a sudden relapse once Gabriel had gone home.
The ride to the Sanctuary was long, uneventful, and frustrating, and it wasn't until near the end that Ghastly took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Gabriel, he prayed, feeling more foolish by the minute. We've been arrested. We're being taken into the Sanctuary now. He paused, then continued: Don't strain yourself. We're not hurt and we're safe for the moment. But whenever you have a minute...
He and Tanith would likely take it in turns to be questioned, and Ghastly held no false hopes that Guild might go easy on them.
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"Right," Fletcher finally answered, wondering whether that would still have felt so strange if Gabriel was just a regular person. He managed a smile at the angel, anyway. "So, I spy with my little eye, something beginning with 'S.'"
"Sky," Skulduggery guessed.
Fletcher's smile grew wider. "Nope."
~~
When Skulduggery first complained about Marr's unbased dislike for him, Ghastly had assumed that his friend was exaggerating. Then he'd met Davina Marr for himself, and had to admit that the woman just didn't seem particularly fond of anything, let alone Skul. This wouldn't be the first time he'd had to deal with her, but it would - hopefully - be the most satisfying one.
It was impossible to tell if Marr actually knew whether Skulduggery was back or not. From the urgency of Skulduggery's request for help, it was clear Guild had seen enough of Skul and Gabriel for them to be worried, but maybe Guild was keeping it to himself for the moment. He would definitely be very interested in who Gabriel was, after all; maybe trust wasn't running rampant in the Sanctuary these days.
Ghastly didn't say anything as he let his facade drop. It had no point anymore, and it would just be draining valuable magic.
He did have to wonder why Skulduggery wasn't completely unstable, though, as Marr so helpfully pointed out. Did Gabriel have anything to do with that? Was simply being in the proximity of an Archangel helping Skul heal? Ghastly made a mental note to ask about it later. He would much rather not get surprised if his friend went through a sudden relapse once Gabriel had gone home.
The ride to the Sanctuary was long, uneventful, and frustrating, and it wasn't until near the end that Ghastly took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Gabriel, he prayed, feeling more foolish by the minute. We've been arrested. We're being taken into the Sanctuary now. He paused, then continued: Don't strain yourself. We're not hurt and we're safe for the moment. But whenever you have a minute...
He and Tanith would likely take it in turns to be questioned, and Ghastly held no false hopes that Guild might go easy on them.