It wasn't Syn that answered the door, though that probably wouldn't be a pleasant surprise for the angel. Instead of the small sprite, he got a tall demon who was, at the moment, shirtless. Of course that was really nothing new. Ikon was almost always either dressed in more layers than you could count or mostly naked. He never did anything halfway.
"Well hey there pretty," he greeted him with a smile, regarding his appearance with a bit of an inner cringe. Something had happened. This wasn't good. He wasn't good at dealing with things like this, or at least he didn't seem to think he was. "Come on in," he added as he stepped aside to make room for him to step in the door.