Skulduggery tilted his head in acknowledgement. "True. I was, of course, implying that I can't get intelligent conversation from you either, but since you're choosing to willingly ignore my wit..."

He paused, and then sighed. The movement of air in and out of Skulduggery's ribcage was strong enough to be visibly noticeable, as well as audibly noticeable. "As I said, you were right. I wasn't being very fair. I sent him a message asking if he wanted to talk over coffee, and he did. Does that answer your question?"