Once he was safely over the barrier and inside, she let go of the door - letting it lock by itself. "Usual," she repeated with a slow nod of understanding. Zee drew in a slow and steady breath after doing the math quickly in her head; she didn't envy Mik. While two of her sisters had been given as basically witch prizes to demons for sake of keeping the family's magic secured - Mik and his brothers had to sacrifice and use a magic that was more volatile than she was comfortable playing with. You could argue, for hours, over what side of the family had gotten the shittier demonic deal.
Her brow furrowed as she turned once more to look at him, studying his drawn features again as he admitted to not feeling right. While she hadn't minded his aura since they were younger, she found it actually quite uncomfortable and thick now that he was inside. "Well you're staying, regardless," she insisted - not only getting it out of the way, but saving him the trouble of asking or insisting otherwise as well.
Zelda motioned for him to take a seat on the couch as Niko flickered across the room to rest in the corner among a bunch of candles. "Why was it you again?" she couldn't help but ask after taking a seat on the other side of the couch, sounding just a tad bit annoyed. She resented his brothers for not stepping up and taking over the responsibility.