Skulduggery: I’m not going to judge you, Valkyrie. I’d never judge you.
Valkyrie: I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.
Skulduggery: What a burden it must have been. You’re very brave for facing it alone.
Valkyrie: Thank you.
Skulduggery: Amazingly, astonishingly stupid, but brave.
Skulduggery: Very foolish, is what I’m getting at.
Valkyrie: I can see that.
Skulduggery: Thick, basically. Just thick. Dumb as a bag of hammers. Not too bright there, Valkyrie.
Valkyrie: You can really stop complimenting me now.
Skulduggery pulled her gently into a hug, and patted her back.
Skulduggery: You brainless moron. You simple-minded cretin. You’re a half-wit. A dimwit. An imbecile. You’re as sharp as a marble. Thick as a ditch. Not the sharpest knife, nor the brightest crayon, and not the brightest bulb. You just fell off the turnip truck. The wheel is turning, but the hamster is dead.
She laughed into his chest.
Valkyrie: Please stop talking.