Isaac snorts softly, wryly. “Even if that I granted you, the seal would repel you yet… and most any man in the village.”

Spending any amount of time in the tunnels he called home is out of the question for the both of them for the better or for the worse. He’s not quite sure how he’d begin to explain bypassing the ward to someone unfamiliar with possessing and manipulating Dracula’s magic, and the process was impossible to properly guide in this state.

“...Has it been so long that you’ve forgotten?” He adds in a teasing lilt, gazing ahead.