[Oh, good. Valkyrie won't have to fight for the rights to her seat. She smiles at Kratos before taking advantage of his invitation, then rolls her eyes once she's settled.]

You really don't know how to break things to people gently, do you?

[Skulduggery doesn't answer. He looks at Kratos, his lack of a face inscrutable, then gets into the driver's seat. He doesn't answer until everyone's in the car, buckled up, and he's turned on the engine.]

Both, I hope. Should I expect you to have written your own thesaurus by the end of the day?