[He's stopped to listen, but he's facing away from Skulduggery while the skeleton talks. That's probably for the best. He's not really sure what sort of expression crosses his face when Skulduggery mentions having spoken to Hopeless, but it's a fair bet it isn't anything he'd want Skulduggery to see.
It's tempting to ask if he's really sure it was Hopeless he was speaking to, if he's sure it wasn't some trick of the mind, some kind of hallucination. Erskine isn't sure why he doesn't, really. Maybe it doesn't actually matter. Maybe it's still too much to hope. Stepping into the Accelerator when he returns would be the end of him. Unlike Skulduggery, Erskine doesn't have anything left to do. There's nothing left for him. Seeing Hopeless at the end of it would be more than he deserves.]
Cryptic. Seems par for the course.
[The letters. A conversation between dead men. It can't ever just be easy.]
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It's tempting to ask if he's really sure it was Hopeless he was speaking to, if he's sure it wasn't some trick of the mind, some kind of hallucination. Erskine isn't sure why he doesn't, really. Maybe it doesn't actually matter. Maybe it's still too much to hope. Stepping into the Accelerator when he returns would be the end of him. Unlike Skulduggery, Erskine doesn't have anything left to do. There's nothing left for him. Seeing Hopeless at the end of it would be more than he deserves.]
Cryptic. Seems par for the course.
[The letters. A conversation between dead men. It can't ever just be easy.]