Rorschach walks over to the desk. It's moments like this he wishes he could still slam his fist down for emphasis. "You want information? I'll get you information." Quite a long speech for the laconic ghost. He usually only said about three words at any given time.

He's quite serious about the offer to help. Aside from salt and running water, there's not much that can keep him out of anywhere he wants to get to. It makes him the perfect spy.