Issac had expected the other to follow him into his room, so when no one entered he wound up pouting on his bed in disappointment. He ended up grumbling about not liking the demon anyway and flopped face first onto the bed beneath him. Whatever he had been spiked with didn’t make him groggy, but rather horny and more gullible. It was designed for rape specifically and left out the side effects that would make the attackers job more difficult.