[... Well. If Skulduggery had ever been under the impression Kratos was mistaken about who he was -- and, to be honest, the thought had definitely occurred -- then he isn't anymore.
They're not feathered wings, though. Some part of Skulduggery is disappointed by that. They're no less impressive for being intangible sparkles in the air, and Skulduggery has no doubt they're not nearly as delicate as they look. But still. No feathers.
The offer, once again, is a surprise.]
Now?
[Skulduggery looks up into the night sky. If Kratos wasn't detected by anything coming down onto the planet, he probably wouldn't be detected leaving it either, so that's one concern resolved. Leaving the atmosphere -- well, Skulduggery's never done it before, but theoretically he can. He doesn't need to breathe. There's no air to manipulate in space, so he'd be dead in the water, but he'd still be alive. And Kratos, presumably, would take care of the rest.
How would vacuum affect his suit?]
How long will it take? Hm -- when. When will --
[Then Skulduggery stops, and decides he doesn't actually care. He raises a finger.]
Hold that thought.
[He pulls out his mobile and leaves Valkyrie a text saying he may not be around in the morning, and if she could please keep herself alive until he gets back, that would be grand, as they have something to talk about. Then he leaves Ghastly two texts: one saying he may not be around in the morning and to assume he's indisposed until he calls, then a second one belatedly apologising for the phone call in the middle of the night.
With that all taken care of, he puts the mobile away.] OK. Let's go.
[Rather than take Kratos's hand, though, Skulduggery simply lifts into the air himself.]
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They're not feathered wings, though. Some part of Skulduggery is disappointed by that. They're no less impressive for being intangible sparkles in the air, and Skulduggery has no doubt they're not nearly as delicate as they look. But still. No feathers.
The offer, once again, is a surprise.]
Now?
[Skulduggery looks up into the night sky. If Kratos wasn't detected by anything coming down onto the planet, he probably wouldn't be detected leaving it either, so that's one concern resolved. Leaving the atmosphere -- well, Skulduggery's never done it before, but theoretically he can. He doesn't need to breathe. There's no air to manipulate in space, so he'd be dead in the water, but he'd still be alive. And Kratos, presumably, would take care of the rest.
How would vacuum affect his suit?]
How long will it take? Hm -- when. When will --
[Then Skulduggery stops, and decides he doesn't actually care. He raises a finger.]
Hold that thought.
[He pulls out his mobile and leaves Valkyrie a text saying he may not be around in the morning, and if she could please keep herself alive until he gets back, that would be grand, as they have something to talk about. Then he leaves Ghastly two texts: one saying he may not be around in the morning and to assume he's indisposed until he calls, then a second one belatedly apologising for the phone call in the middle of the night.
With that all taken care of, he puts the mobile away.] OK. Let's go.
[Rather than take Kratos's hand, though, Skulduggery simply lifts into the air himself.]