Skulduggery had to agree with Gabe there. This was ridiculous. The detective was torn between feeling utterly useless throughout the minute-long rescue, and wishing that he had an Archangel on his side more often. That had been so easy. Definitely the fastest rescue Skulduggery had ever been a part of. And honestly, Skulduggery didn't really see a problem with Guild and Marr being on the alert, either. That made everything worth it.
The landing was definitely gentle physically, if not quite mentally - especially for Tanith, who hadn't really been expecting it. Even so, it clearly took its toll on Gabe. The Archangel was leaning heavily against the Bentley, suddenly paler and not quite able to stop a sound of pain. Skulduggery helped him steady himself.
"Well, that was..." Ghastly faltered. "Not the way we usually do things."
"That was fast," Tanith added, still tense from the adrenaline. "I thought Kenspeckle said you can't do things like that for a while."
"He did," Skulduggery nodded. "I think I might be a bad influence. Gabe, I'm not denying that was... useful, but you're not doing any of that again for a while." Not that there was really a way to stop him.
Ghastly chuckled as he let out a deep breath. "Although, I have to say, the expressions on their faces..."
Skulduggery allowed a small thrill of satisfaction at the memory. And Davina Marr being there had been like the icing on the cake. What had she been doing there, come to think of it? Was she a loan from the American Sanctuary? That... didn't bode well.
"What's with the hat?" Tanith asked after a second.
"Never mind the hat," Ghastly shook his head. "What about the accent? Did we miss something?"
"He had an accent?"
"If Guild asks, he's American until further notice," Skulduggery informed them. Although, after that display, he was no longer concerned Gabriel might give himself away. Who would ever suspect an American cowboy of being anything more than a strangely powerful sorcerer, let alone an angel? "Ghastly, can I borrow your phone?" Valkyrie and Fletcher must have already Teleported to the gas station. It was a good thing the pair hadn't tried to follow. They would have missed each other completely.
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The landing was definitely gentle physically, if not quite mentally - especially for Tanith, who hadn't really been expecting it. Even so, it clearly took its toll on Gabe. The Archangel was leaning heavily against the Bentley, suddenly paler and not quite able to stop a sound of pain. Skulduggery helped him steady himself.
"Well, that was..." Ghastly faltered. "Not the way we usually do things."
"That was fast," Tanith added, still tense from the adrenaline. "I thought Kenspeckle said you can't do things like that for a while."
"He did," Skulduggery nodded. "I think I might be a bad influence. Gabe, I'm not denying that was... useful, but you're not doing any of that again for a while." Not that there was really a way to stop him.
Ghastly chuckled as he let out a deep breath. "Although, I have to say, the expressions on their faces..."
Skulduggery allowed a small thrill of satisfaction at the memory. And Davina Marr being there had been like the icing on the cake. What had she been doing there, come to think of it? Was she a loan from the American Sanctuary? That... didn't bode well.
"What's with the hat?" Tanith asked after a second.
"Never mind the hat," Ghastly shook his head. "What about the accent? Did we miss something?"
"He had an accent?"
"If Guild asks, he's American until further notice," Skulduggery informed them. Although, after that display, he was no longer concerned Gabriel might give himself away. Who would ever suspect an American cowboy of being anything more than a strangely powerful sorcerer, let alone an angel? "Ghastly, can I borrow your phone?" Valkyrie and Fletcher must have already Teleported to the gas station. It was a good thing the pair hadn't tried to follow. They would have missed each other completely.