[Ahhhh, now that is a perfect example for her to draw upon. Involuntary as they may be, Gordon and his ilk are Skulduggery's imaginary friends. Sometimes, they just aren't very nice.

Gordon offers a wave at Fio's acknowledgement, and a gentle goading to Skulduggery to, "Go on, then, talk to her." She's offered a compliment, after all. And she's noticed his skull -- of course she has. She's a bright, perceptive girl.]

Thank you! [as he touches the large brim,] I thought it would be fun. And it turned out to be just that. [As for the face...] And this is my original skull. The one I had when I was alive. I woke up wearing it instead of the other one. I hope it isn't too awfully different...?