"As I said," Skulduggery replied, amused. "You're doing remarkably well."

He reached up to touch the top of his collarbone, and an illusory face flowed up over his skull. Well, technically illusory; it was, as Skulduggery liked to put it, a very solid and tangible illusion. The skin looked a little waxy and the eyes sometimes had a little trouble focusing, but otherwise, the skeleton looked as close to normal as it was possible for something dead to look. He blinked once as soon as the features were in place, then smiled at Wan. "Is this a little better?"