Isaac.

|| I do not have steady hands my bad

Missions, that interested him. "What type of mission?"

"No kidding." Isaac blinked slowly, the events surrounding them quite....chaotic, but still doesn't make him seem too phased. "You good?"

There's a pause in Isaac as he looks positively baffled. "So, you came back through time?"

There's thankfully enough painkillers in his system that he almost feels nothing. But the weight, the slight scratching of it, he can still feel it. Warren turned his whole left eye into solid gold. Should of left him with the cult.