Well damn. And Isaac thought he was the only one suffering from some of this kind of crap with the dead. He couldn't really tell the kind of specifics he would like to question, but he had a surprising respect for him now than he thought possible. He had something in common with a couple of demons here. Should he feel bad about that or what? Something told him it really didn't even matter. They were all in the same boat here and some a lot more than others. He finally just turned away from what he was working on, deciding that a drink might be a little more important right now to calm his nerves in a way that he needed and he was sure that Aion needed to.

He managed a smile at the demon.

"We have a lot more in common than I thought. To be honest...I didn't really expect that. Did you want me to come by here on a regular basis to work on this or should I take it with me? I have a feeling you want to hold onto it."

The whole trust thing was something he could understand for sure. There were a lot of pretty terrible people here and there were a lot of good ones. With people like that Saleh running around, there was little they could do but try and keep as much to themselves as they could and hold onto what they understood.