That seems about right. Skulduggery waits a minute to see if Lucius will boot and rally, but it seems like he's truly out like a light. Which is fine, because Skulduggery... has a room he should clean up. Not that he's going to, but he should.

He's been in this position before, more times than anybody would probably believe. It's Gordon who taught him to leave the ice bucket by the bed to save his shoes from the later horror, and Gordon again who got him into the habit of leaving water on the nightstand. The curtains are a lost cause, but at least the lights can be turned down.

One thing he does is special for Lucius and his delicate old-world sensibilities. Lucius' key and phone are left on the desk for him; the phone in particular has a piece of paper stuck beneath it with basic instructions accompanied by quickly drawn buttons. Nothing complicated, of course, but enough to get him going: where the contact list is, how to select a contact, and which direction to hold the phone so he's actually speaking into the receiver.

He also goes ahead and puts his & Darcy's contact information in. You know, in case the scorpions come and he needs help fighting them off. And then, because he's not going to deal with the sick or the torn up room, Skulduggery gets the hell out of Dodge.