She'd almost feel bad about the look she was putting on his face if she wasn't upset herself.

"Why was she after you 'bout money?" She'd given Girl money- to get rid of her but the principle felt the same. Girl snorted, amusement momentarily peaking through the need to keep pouting. "Kinda crazy to like someone who's puttin' you through shit."

Which, honestly, means there's something to be said that he's still putting up with her. And why she came to talk to him about this in the first place. Out of the pack, Girl expected Ghoul to be the one most willing to indulge her side on this. She was expecting a little leniency, a lesser lecture than she'd get from everyone else. Not the understanding.

"Really?" He's caught her off guard. Her voice was quiet and her eyes saucer wide. Maybe it's not meant to be a compliment with how he sounds saying it, but Girl takes it as one. She was ready to argue until she was blue that she was in the right, but personal belief paled in comparison to hearing someone else say it.

"She left London. Guess she went back to the States."