"You've got some weird as hell hobbies." Okay, maybe the crossbow thing is kind of badass. And it's true. As someone who spends most of his free time destroying property, he has no right to judge. But he's going to anyway.

He sighs heavily few seconds later. "It's real messed up, but all this talk has me wanting some of those sandwiches I saw in the other car. So fuck you for that." Ghoul stands, shaking his head. "I'm gettin' out of here before you say somethin' nasty that ruins my appetite." Or makes it worse. Bunch of disgusting animal bullshit. Geez.