It was late enough that Niko was already back from the first run of the day and he'd busied himself with cleaning the set of knives he'd brought with him to the island. The action was soothing and while not as likely to lull him into a meditative state as the mala beads, close enough. The knock at the door was jarring and it took him a few moments to cross and open it, frowning when he saw Ishiah framed there.

"Something wrong?"

The peri looked...unsettled, to say the least.