With a slight shake of his head, he turned towards the basement, smiling a bit as it was a bit amusing now that he had an idea of what her role was in all this... though in general he felt a bit paranoid about someone standing behind him, especially after they just had a rather long stare down. And he was fairly sure that whatever she kept on reaching for was probably something that would make his day rather bad. And honestly, he didn't exactly want to kill an innocent girl. A victim... was another thing entirely, but she wasn't one of those.<br/><br/>"Well... if you insist."<br/><br/>His hand reached towards the door, and he felt a small shiver. It was odd, and he stopped for a second, but he shook his head. It was natural, after all this was a creepy guy's basement. So, he turned the door knob and started down the stairs, his head turning back for a second to look at Ahri.<br/><br/>"No traps, and you haven't stabbed me in the back, so I guess every is ok  down the-...."<br/><br/>But he cut his sentence short as his head turned back towards the stairs. His eyes met for a second with the figure going up then and they narrowed at the sight. Sure, he hadn't checked to see if anyone else was here, but he didn't exactly expect anyone. Just Ahri was a surprise, but others... well he doubted it was just a coincidence. In fact, it was a good guess that he knew what it was.<br/><br/>His eyes flashed back and forth in small minute patterns, much like the ways Ahri's had done to him, but far more discreet in their analysis and movement. It wasn't the way the man looked... though it was certainly unique, these days, it could all be fabricated. It was... how the man held himself. It wasn't the same, and Isaiah's instincts picked up on it. And if that was not enough, he caught a glimmer of something off in the darkness of the basement, only a bit away. If the man hadn't been an indication, this woman certainly was. She had the same feeling as whatever had offered him the blood. Isaiah had nothing against women in general, but whenever he believed he caught a glimpse of one of the female one of these people... he would always get a slightly higher feeling of contempt<br/>.<br/><br/>He knew what these people were... However, a bit of sanity came through the cloud and forced him to think, perhaps not? Perhaps they were just humans, and his feeling came from somewhere else, from the suspicions that clouded every facet of his life these days.... However this sanity was soon obscured, and he went right back to thinking. At this point, he didn't exactly care.<br/><br/>Though his face showed a rather grim and serious expression, his eye twitched for just a second momentarily, and he started to walk backwards, back up the stairs, as he whispered to Ahri, doubtful at how it would work with these people near him, but still out of habit.<br/><br/>"You might just wanna stay behind me... just don't try to kill me. If you thought I was crazy before, you'll probably think worse of me, no matter what will happen."<br/><br/>Turning his eyes back to them, he nodded.<br/><br/>"Evening."