[Kratos understands 'I', 'you', 'planet', and that's about it. Skulduggery's tone tells Kratos that Skulduggery may be slightly miffed, however. Kratos has known Yuan for a very long time, after all. He knows the sound of belligerent irritation very well.

[He chuckles softly and unbuckles the belt, then pushes open the door to step out into the evening with a deep breath. The air's cleaner out here. Not by a significant amount, but enough of one. Wind is one of his lesser affinities, but he still has a sense of it.]

Yours?

[Kratos nods toward the house. It's remote enough to serve as a base of operations for someone who isn't precisely human anymore.]