[Valkyrie doesn't respond right away, too busy frowning. There's an audible sigh from Skulduggery, but no other objection, so she turns to him.]
Seriously?
[Skulduggery gives a small shrug.]
Okay, remember when you told me there was a whole family of eight-armed octopus people?
No. When did I say that?
When I was twelve, and I believed you because I didn't know any better. Are you really trying to tell me aliens exist, and we've got one sitting in our back seat?
[Skulduggery gives her one of his sidelong glances that are impossible to identify if you're not looking carefully.] I'm not trying to tell you anything.
[Valkyrie pauses, then turns back to Kratos.] Are you really trying to tell me you're an alien, and you're sitting in our back seat?
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Seriously?
[Skulduggery gives a small shrug.]
Okay, remember when you told me there was a whole family of eight-armed octopus people?
No. When did I say that?
When I was twelve, and I believed you because I didn't know any better. Are you really trying to tell me aliens exist, and we've got one sitting in our back seat?
[Skulduggery gives her one of his sidelong glances that are impossible to identify if you're not looking carefully.] I'm not trying to tell you anything.
[Valkyrie pauses, then turns back to Kratos.] Are you really trying to tell me you're an alien, and you're sitting in our back seat?