"Sure fuckin' did." That's something he doesn't mind acknowledging, even if it does come across poorly. Chasing rumors halfway across the world makes them sound kind of foolhardy, but shit, that's what they are. And he needed the change of scenery anyway.

Or so he thought.

Ghoul arches a brow at the sound of Girl's chalk breaking, and rolls over one of his own pieces to replace it. "Not sure who it is, actually. Or if it's even a girl." Or a witch, for that matter. Or even a person. Maybe the name he's got is code for a weapon. "I think she'll... do some kind of somethin'. Maybe not help, but at least give us an idea of what's comin'."