[Aselia. Skulduggery now has a name for another habitable planet somewhere out in the galaxy. This is not something he ever thought he'd have.
More to the point, the angelic nature seems to be a heritable trait. Kratos hasn't labelled Anna among the angels, which could mean everything and could mean nothing. Lloyd, however, is. Colette -- daughter-in-law? future daughter-in-law? -- is also an angel. Skulduggery doesn't understand what Kratos calls Raine and Genis, but presumably it's some analogue to angel. Human angel, human other-thing.]
Not human.
[Correcting grammar obviously being the most important thing here.
Skulduggery has to revise his earlier estimate when Kratos finishes. Unless it's possible to only be half-angel, which Kratos hasn't specified, Skulduggery's missing something. Sister, brother. Of Kratos? They look more similar to each other, so no. If being a human other-thing is like being a human angel, then --
... this isn't the point of being shown the locket.
When Skulduggery speaks again, there's an audible smile in his voice, and his fingers have tightened ever-so-slightly around the locket.] You're a lucky man.
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More to the point, the angelic nature seems to be a heritable trait. Kratos hasn't labelled Anna among the angels, which could mean everything and could mean nothing. Lloyd, however, is. Colette -- daughter-in-law? future daughter-in-law? -- is also an angel. Skulduggery doesn't understand what Kratos calls Raine and Genis, but presumably it's some analogue to angel. Human angel, human other-thing.]
Not human.
[Correcting grammar obviously being the most important thing here.
Skulduggery has to revise his earlier estimate when Kratos finishes. Unless it's possible to only be half-angel, which Kratos hasn't specified, Skulduggery's missing something. Sister, brother. Of Kratos? They look more similar to each other, so no. If being a human other-thing is like being a human angel, then --
... this isn't the point of being shown the locket.
When Skulduggery speaks again, there's an audible smile in his voice, and his fingers have tightened ever-so-slightly around the locket.] You're a lucky man.