Skulduggery looks back around when Akito face-plants, sighs, and shakes his head. "Tired enough not to be able to stand up straight? Either Quintus is far more capable of elaborate plans than I thought, or sleeping on top of a moving turtle isn't very peaceful."

I was very careful! Quintus protests.

It's still strange, associating the childlike voice in Skulduggery's thoughts with the boulder-sized turtle standing next to them both. Skulduggery tried responding to every single one at first; now, he's learned how to ignore them as the intrusions they are.