Him and his weird mask. Ghoul wonders if he'll need to make some kind of visual cheat sheet one day.

He looks puzzled once Rorschach vanishes, and he glances around- not behind himself though, of course, which means he jumps at the unexpected voice in his ear. With a huff, he spins around to face him, crossing his arms. "Dude, I know you're dead and all, but shit. Don't be a downer." Ghoul's not even an aggressively optimistic guy, but Rorschach is just something else. There's got to be some type of person that he likes well enough to anchor to. Somewhere.

"What kinda people can you tolerate bein' around?"