"That depends on how well tailored you want your new suit," Solomon murmured, taking a lazy sip that was pointed without being obvious about its pointedness, and watching Skulduggery unconcerned for the skeleton's relative nudity. He'd seen worse.

"She's too single-minded to be put off by gossip," he said, but even so he relaxed slightly. Well, at least it meant one of his relationships here hadn't been completely ruined. His voice was mild, though, mild in a way that said he was unhappy. "I would have preferred, however, if you'd come to me before telling her all my dirty little secrets."