He doesn't look all that convinced, but rather than needle this guy over his probable secret drug habits, Ghoul's quickly crossing his arms over his chest in a defensive manner. Something about the way Faolan asks about his identity makes him feel weird. Like he's in trouble or something, but that makes no sense. He hasn't even done anything here yet. Nevertheless, he answers with a stony, "Nobody. Who the fuck are you?"

The idea that he's actually being asked what he is doesn't even cross his mind, because this guy's a regular human, right?

Hardly. Too bad that's what he smells like.