Able, Skulduggery didn't ask, meaning what? It could well have meant Anton would throw himself into the work as soon as he was capable of moving on copious amounts of painkillers, and Skulduggery had seen how destructive painkillers could become. But it could also have meant once Anton's wounds were fully healed. Wherever the Dead Men were concerned, it was difficult to tell.

Skulduggery chose to believe the latter. "Of course," he said as he got to his feet. "I didn't drop by for an argument, after all. Tell me where to start."

And where the tool-kits were, since Skulduggery couldn't manipulate the air. And how to refill the buckets with water, so Ryder could continue to have barrels of fun mopping the floor. And which ward locations needed repairing first, and where the exact wards needed to be.

"Thank you," Skulduggery added before Anton could say anything else. It would have seemed out-of-place but for context, and for the genuine gratitude in Skulduggery's voice.