“Ah, the soul and the spirit is considered the same thing.” He explained. “It’s the soul that is condemned to hell if we choose the wrong path, and the thing that goes to heaven if we accept god into our lives.” Issac smiled. Sighing, he lowered his head and thought about his choices. “If you’ve done something so horrible, why should I help you? It’s clear that you deserve your punishment, as would I if I did something of equal measure.”<br/><br/>Raising an eyebrow, he met the demons gaze. “None of those sound pleasant.” He stated firmly. “You’re not making a very pleasant case, here. You want me to accept you, but you need some gruesome things to keep yourself sustained.” He scoffed. “The only thing I could give you is blood, and only one condition. It has to be sanitary and controlled.” He informed. “Like donating blood. You can’t just take a knife to my skin.”