'There's no one around,' Gabriel pointed out as reasonably as an Archangel-turned-telepathic-dinosaur possibly could, blinking at them in perfect dinosaurian innocence. He turned his head to peer down at Skulduggery, and there was a definite impish gleam in that eye larger than a human head, even despite the Archangel's tone.

'It was fun,' he said simply, as if that was all that mattered. 'I've never been a dinosaur before.' He very deliberately did not comment on it being Fletcher's idea or not, and when he raised his head he might have ... purely by accident, of course ... caused one of the nearby tree-branches to bend back and then thwap sharply into Skul's face. 'Oops. Sorry.'

With his other eye, the one turned away from Skulduggery and toward Fletcher, he winked. It was slower than a human wink, but it was definitely a wink. A moment later the dinosaur was gone and the barefooted cowboy was back, hat in hand, raking a hat through his windswept hair and grinning wildly. "That was amazing."