“How did she get away..?” Price asked as he looked up at Ghosy from his chair.

“I let her go! I let her go. Because shit got weird! Ok, I had her cornered, we were fightin, it was a normal alteration. A then my hand ended up around her throat. She looks me dead in my pupils into my soul! And says harder. And- I’m looking at her and I’m like.. excuse me?!” Ghost rambled as Ghost paced in front of desk.

Ghost expected to get scolded, but all Ghost got was price bursting into laughter.