Ghoul waves his comments off after letting go of his wrist. "I can tolerate you fine when you quit movin' around and making noise." Har, har. All jokes aside, he suddenly looks a lot more serious after taking a sip of his drink. "But even you're better company than most of 'em on here. You notice that shit, or is it just me?"

At least the couches are comfortable, even if the people aren't. He wriggles down in to the spot he's claimed for himself, taking up way more room than necessary. The wisest thing to do is to make himself obnoxiously at home just to spite everyone who would rather see him leave. He does, however, leave Party space. Because he's nice.