His own worry was helped by the fact that he already knew the rest of his family was waiting for him at home - his parents, all of his siblings, they were safe within the wards. His father hadn't been thrilled of the prospect of Isaiah going out on his own, but Josiah knew better than to stop Isaiah when he was this determined, this worried. And he was glad he had, otherwise he'd never have known what happened to Raina, and he knew his mother could help the woman's speech somehow, she had to. In the wake of the last demon attacks, Adrie had talked about researching demons, and it wouldn't surprise him if she'd done exactly that while at work.
Finding her, and her home, in this state - later, when the were had time to slow down and think about what was going on, then it would catch up to him. How it wasn't just him who'd been attacked, but the people he cared about, too.
Isaiah saw her reaching for something, and almost told her he'd get whatever she needed so she didn't have to move - and then he heard the garage door opening behind them. It only took a second for what she meant to sink in, and he leaned in to give her another quick kiss. "You're a genius," he murmured, both of them knowing how much he loved his motorcycle and didn't want to see anything happen to it. Not that a demon would target an inanimate object, there was really no fun in that for a killing machine, but he didn't want something else he cared about to become a casualty. Even if his bike could easily be replaced by something sleeker, shinier, newer.
Pulling back, Isaiah moved as fast as his feet could take him - and considering that his were form was a falcon, that was pretty damn fast. He pushed the motorcycle into the garage and closed the garage door behind him, making sure his keys (and Raina's) were safe in his pocket of his chef pants, then went through the house and checked all the doors, locking what he could. The back door, in particular, looked like it had been hit and hit hard, by the demon or by Raina, he couldn't tell. Once he was sure everything was as good as it could be, given the situation, he darted back to the car and jumped in, rolling down the window. Maybe, if he could feel a little bit of the wind, it wouldn't be so bad, knowing there was a roof over his head.
Turning the ignition key, the engine roared to life, louder in the silence surrounding them. "Let's get out of here."