Skulduggery shakes his head as he takes Septimus's hand. "I don't think so. I only used the network once." For a given definition of once; most days, Skulduggery would at least log in to skim who else was using it and what they were posting. He still doesn't remember Septimus being among them. "Skulduggery Pleasant. It's a pleasure."

And then - partly because he doesn't particularly feel like listening to the all-too-common comments on his name, and partly because he imagines time is of the essence here - Skulduggery moves on almost immediately. "Your radio broadcast mentioned that you could use people with skills in purifying water. I may not look it, but I can help."