"You haven't noticed?" Of course she'd noticed. "Half the time I've spoken to the man, the wrong word makes him crumble like a car in a mechanic's crusher." He'd noticed that most of those times had something to do with Skulduggery, or one of the others, but he hadn't tried overly hard to figure it out.

Solomon smiled up at her brightly. "I am, aren't I?" he agreed, sounding terribly smug. "Fancy that. Would you care for me to be terribly sensible some more?"