The phone thing's a good idea. One he should really try for himself sometime. "Other side's mostly fae and witches. We ain't in too good with the fae right now, and witches are complicated." And complicated, of course, means they aren't to be trusted.

Ghoul makes a sound of agreement, chewing at the rim of his cup while he thinks. Redbright really would be the best place for her to be, but it's her choice in the end. Or. Well, her uncle's, he supposes. He sighs after a few seconds, shrugs, and mumbles, "I dunno. Ain't been in one until now." But she's got a point. It's hard to imagine living outside one again, and the thought alone makes him wrinkle his nose.

Yeah, he'd probably pick East End too if he were her.