Ghoul snorts. It's a rude, ugly sort of noise. "You fuck me up? That's a ballsy assumption y'got there... 'Cause, you're, y'know..." After turning around to face Jet again, he gestures between the both of them. Then hums. Then rocks on his heels, thinking. How can he put this nicely...

"You kinda suck at this sorta thing." Yeah, nailed it.

He smiles, looking softer all of a sudden as he shrugs. "Guess it'll help in that way, huh? Give y'some practice. I don't wanna catch nobody else knockin' you down."