Hayley lifted her eyebrows as if skeptical, when truly it was curiosity that overtook her. Skulduggery had said many things, but had explicitly left out the part of Solomon's role in the equivalent Rapture. The Necromancer's admittance to being as such surprised her. She supposed it was probably a good thing in his beliefs, something to brag about.

"Why not?" She asked in response, watching him. He was ever the picture of calm, which somewhat annoyed her. Hayley was impatient to learn more and apparently he was the most powerful teacher she could have. Except that, for now, he was incapacitated and her hands were lighting on fire. Details, details.

The girl reached down to pick up her glass. Without intention, an invisible force propelled it away from her a few feet and knocked it over. She grimaced with the spill, then stood and started looking around for a towel or something. It was the least she could do.