"The oldest demons are certainly the most cunning," Ishiah agrees quietly, concern flickering across his face. If there are demons of that age in the city, maybe it stands to reason that both he and Robin should keep an eye out. Perhaps even take action of some sort, rather than waiting around as per usual. Nothing about Darrow screams a neutral ground. That type of peace hasn't been earned.

Which makes all the difference.

"I assume Castiel's gone to greater lengths to ward your body against threats. I can try and see what I can do as well, although the demons I'm most accustomed to are very different than yours. Possession is not a problem so much as passive influence."