Half truths were still lies, despite being obscure in the truth. Regardless, it left for a good cover for someone. Ghost really let all of it go. People knew of him at this point and he was amidst the most wanted. What good was a cover when you were him. Nonetheless, it was something to move on from.
Sipping on his drink he nodded. "Graceful as fuck." A soft chuckle came next.
"Which?" Ghost asked. "Hotel or the feasting beasts outside?" He asked being serious. Regardless he answered. "The hotel brought me back to life." He admitted. "So in short I don't mind this prison." Then he gestured off away from them. "That outside, I think it was pretty fool hardy to go out and try your luck with what you don't understand. Man I get and can dispatch. That?" He sipped his drink letting his silence speak his opinion more.