Skulduggery, having been thoroughly humiliated by his athletic shorts, finds himself actually relieved to have a barrage of familiar-if-embarrassing questions hurled his way. He manages to hold in a laugh until right about the point when the man's voice rises frantically, only to die off at the most mortifying question of all.

"Remember to breathe," he chuckles, knowing full well that's just going to raise more questions if he doesn't cut them off a the pass. "I am what you see, with no internal organs. I can break bones and bang elbows, and it all hurts quite a bit. As for the other questions..." Well, it's the only answer there is. "I'm sustained entirely by magic. That's how I see, hear, smell, feel -- all of it."