"Family? Uh... Nope. Not in that way. Isla is my vamp mom, Marcus is Circus mom, The Ringmaster is Circus Dad, and the coven could be considered family but we'd be very back hills if we really considered ourselves such." He winked and chuckled to himself. The coven were far too sexual with each other for them to really consider themselves family in the same familial way vamp mom always instilled in Issac. "I was left here by my mother when I was ten. Not because she didn't want me. She was a very lovely woman," he insured her before that thought even popped into her head. Missy had been an amazing witch and great Seer, she merely knew that she would not be as welcome back at the Cirque as Issac would be accepted.
"Oh! Thoooose narrow minds. Well yes. But they make excellent toys for our acts. Maddy and I love playing with them and making them do things." Issac bounced on his toes excitedly as he talked about the patrons as if they were barbie dolls. "You'll have some real fun too."
Balancing perfectly on the tipsy box as she pushed it, he laughed. "Taking you? On a sightseeing adventure!" Issac jumped down, took her hand and pulled her out into the midway. Rousties and performers mingled as they walked about preparing for that night's performances and hanging out. A small group had a table set up in the middle of the path, poker cards strewn about in the action of mid-game. Various low-end wards and warding items glowed on the table to keep supernaturals from cheating during the game.
"No one ever allows me to play." He whispered to Emika, linking his arm in hers as if they were the closest of friends. "I 'cheat' and 'can't be trusted' they tell me. Unless it is strip poker and then at least some of my friends allow me to play that." Issac put air quotes around the phrases.