Christian | Issac | Elia
Voices continued to press at Issac's senses, more so as they searched their designated area. The short void of the trip elsewhere had always helped him regain his strength when the strings of his telepathy snapped with tension. Above all others, except maybe the ice fae, Issac needed this shift in location.
As much as his head throbbed dully against his skull, Issac managed to continue the innuendo game on the discussion with the Hellpup and now he had a childish excitement to be accompanied by a naked demon. There was something entirely amusing and sexy about that. When the demon changed direction, he easily followed. To understand the demonic language in thoughts would require him to touch Christian, but there was a general sense of when a direction needed to be changed that did not need verbal components.
"So, we get the other sexy demon becaussse?" He smirked. "Distractions are better my head but we'd get nothing done with Naamah?"