Isixam barely paused as he glanced at the screen, before shrugging and pushing the door open, continuing onward. He didn't need to listen to an insane ranting monologue. So far, the demon-like entity was hitting all the right points for a typical cultist boss creature. He did replace the spent battery in his weapon, as he continued deeper. As the rant continued, he turned to Johanna, and gave a tiny smirk. "So, dinner. What sounds good?"