Ghoul seems to deflate a little, frowning at the look on her face. Come on... Why's she gotta be like that? He doesn't know what he hates more; that god damn look, or being the one who put it there.

He shakes his head distractedly, answering her question after a few seconds of silence. "I dunno. Maybe blackmail's a strong word. It was just a little bit of threatening over some money... I liked her nerve, though." He shrugs. What a way to make new friends.

At least he doesn't chase them in to enemy territory.

Except, from the sound of things, Girl's entirely right. He would've done the same thing and he knows it, which makes him groan. How the hell is he supposed to tell her don't do this when she's fully aware he'd make the exact same move? He's being slowly crushed under his reluctance to admit as much, and ends up resting his head down on the counter before grudgingly telling her, "You did right." That's what being a wolf is all about, isn't it? Looking out for your kind.

"Where's she at now?"