[That's good enough for Skulduggery, who has gone as far as losing limbs during an investigation. No further questions here!
Questions bleed through his mind as he watches Pal work -- the who, what, why and how's that come normally to him. Somebody created the leis, but who? And why was Friday giving them out, when the captain didn't know about them? Somebody got to her before them, but how? How did they manage to sneak something past the captain at all? What was the point, if they still wound up dying, if they were still stuck under the captain's thumb?
His questions aren't, uh, nearly as literally bleeding through as Pal's is. Skulduggery stares at the other's triumphant expression and deeply wants to ask how all of that works. But! There is a time and a place for canon information dumps, and this sure ain't it, chief.]
From that look on your face, I'd say you've found something?
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Questions bleed through his mind as he watches Pal work -- the who, what, why and how's that come normally to him. Somebody created the leis, but who? And why was Friday giving them out, when the captain didn't know about them? Somebody got to her before them, but how? How did they manage to sneak something past the captain at all? What was the point, if they still wound up dying, if they were still stuck under the captain's thumb?
His questions aren't, uh, nearly as literally bleeding through as Pal's is. Skulduggery stares at the other's triumphant expression and deeply wants to ask how all of that works. But! There is a time and a place for canon information dumps, and this sure ain't it, chief.]
From that look on your face, I'd say you've found something?