"That's what you made it sound like!" His voice is a little shrill when he says it, like he feels the need to defend himself from the god damn child.

Then he flinches, because he realizes it sounds like he is calling her stupid. That's not what he's aiming for. "I'm not thinkin' bad about you, okay? It's just." He motions vaguely with his hands, and that totally explains it. "Y'know?" No, Ghoul. No one knows. Words were invented for a reason.

He's halfway through shrugging at her with a dumb, useless expression on his face because the name Johanna doesn't ring a bell. Until it suddenly does. "Wait, yeah! She tried to blackmail me one time," he recalls, sounding thoughtful and hilariously casual about it, as if that's a completely normal statement to make about another person. "I kinda liked her... She started all this shit, though?"