Even after the door opens, Ishiah is careful to move slower than usual, his own little way of trying not to press Dean too much. Ishiah himself has never had his agency taken away entirely by another being by means of possession; he can't even start to imagine how shaky it would leave a person, how angered he'd personally be. If anything, the only movement clear in the peri is in the lock of his jaw. He gave up searching and seeking out demons ages ago, but times like this make him wonder if taking up the sword again might be a good idea.

"Yes," Ishiah replies with a small nod, holding the hyacinth plant out in offering. "It symbolizes healing, and is offered as a sign of faith. I... heard what happened, finally. Robin and I would have visited earlier, but somehow, it kept forcefully slipping from our minds. We're trying to look into the cause of the memory lapse, but for now, I offer my deepest apologies for not having helped earlier."

Contrite, but not wanting Dean to tax himself on looking into the workings of the city so soon after having recovered, Ishiah awkwardly stands in place, waiting for some direction.