Some of the anxiety leaves Galen's body as he sighs in relief - he'd wanted to think he'd know if it was him, and unless Ghoul is lying, Galen had been right - and sort of deflates. He isn't angry anymore; he just feels shitty and tired.

"Okay, good," he says quietly. "I'm just -- I need a walk. And a smoke." From his one remaining cigarette. Ugh. "Tell Kenzi I'll be back in a bit, if she asks."