Now she was sure he was just trying to annoy, and as irksome as it was China would take this over the other option. "I can't say I'm disappointed to be missing two wars," she remarked, instead of outright asking how, exactly, there was a war starting without her knowing about it. They were both by now obviously aware that she didn't remember whatever he was referring to. Skulduggery could obfuscate and step around it as much as he liked, but he'd come around to his point eventually, or she'd figure it out before he bothered.

This did not mean he was not going to try her patience in the interim, of course. China sighed lightly, for show, and sat on the edge of the fountain, where it was wide enough not to be uncomfortable. Something twinged as she did, one of the places Scorn had struck her; she held herself carefully, otherwise didn't show it. "How long has it been, Skulduggery?" she asked, airy, as if they were old friends who had run into each other by chance, just catching up.

Well. They almost were, she supposed, and therein lay at least half the problem.