Roddy was glad when Ghoul loosened his grip. He hadn't been too worried about it, but still...always nice to not have someone gripping your sleeve due to the upset and panic of learning what certain ghosts really thought of them. Roddy offered a small, momentary wisp of a smile when Ghoul smoothed out his shirt, a small acknowledgement to the gesture.

"I mean, I know what you have to do to activate your curse, but..." Roddy shrugged. "None of the wolves I met seemed big or bad."