It takes everything he's got not to lose his cool. He manages to keep the frown small and his voice at a reasonable volume, but it's boiling up inside already. Two angry guys with a lot of tension and no where to direct that rage but at each other.

"No one's askin'. Why someone gotta ask? Just offered. Fuck." Bite his damn head off, why dontcha? Trying to offer a fucking olive branch and he's just spitting right in his face. But Ghoul doesn't back away. Doesn't move back OR forward. Stands his ground. Stays put.

"Don't know yet. Been tryin' t'figure that shit out since I got back to normal, but I'll figure somethin' so--" The 'back the fuck off' gets stuck in his throat and he just lets it go. "So lemme figure. Not so fuckin' easy, okay?"