That was a conclusion to which Skulduggery had already arrived, so he didn't respond. He didn't know enough about this new Shadow Realm to make any snap judgements, but from what little he did understand, it was a Realm to avoid. Skulduggery had spent the last two centuries fighting his own soul for control; he didn't particularly want to move that fight to a more physical location, and certainly not while someone else was attacking him.

Especially if the person attacking him was fighting that exact same precarious battle for control.

Since Skulduggery didn't particularly want to confide any of that to Wreath, however, he settled back down in the armchair and tilted his head to one side. "Adoptee?"