Alex could feel himself growing frustrated. Nothing, he couldn't sense anything remotely like Issac, and every time he tried, it was like trying to hold water in his hands. Cat's grip on his hands was nearly too painful, but he endured it. He'd never have her Sight (and he didn't want it, truthfully), but he could be a battery for her if she needed it. His head started to ache dully, but he shoved it aside. There'd be time to deal with that later.