"We were both lucky," Isaac says with a chuckle, walking to his room to look out of the window, in case they were followed. Seeing nothing but regular civilians, some of which were walking dogs, he breathes a sigh of relief and exits his room. "I just figured it was similar to when I coat my body in carbon. When I woke up after getting my memory wiped, I had to do the same thing until it became second nature." Taking a seat in the kitchen, he then asks, "So, what now?"