Alright, so she wasn't a threat. He could text Marosa about this later then. He didn't need to know right now.
He caught how quickly her glower changed to something much more devious, and Cearney let out a heavy sigh at a question he honestly should have known was coming. Of course she'd ask. Cearney knew what his stupid touch did. Marosa had attempted to calm him or maybe throw him off with it before with... Whatever he was doing.
Damn gancanagh.
"He's an acquaintance, and we have no arrangements," said Cearney, dryly. "Pretty sure he's got a ghoul, if that's what you're asking."
Kanth