He stares at her, brow arched, for a little too long. Long enough that even he fools himself in to thinking he's about to say he doesn't want to be liked, but evidently there's something sensible in him somewhere, because what actually comes out of his mouth is a short sigh and the words, "Yeah, I guess so. Ghoul."

Even now, despite using a fake name daily, he still doesn't like giving it out. But this should be fine. What could she possibly do with it?