The scoff Isaac gives is pretty devoid of anything. If this place can somehow pick up on your thoughts and your current living situation and it can pick up on what you've been doing at home, then he is not looking forward to the broken glass and the broken pipes and the general mess his life seems to keep falling into. "Stuck?" he echoes. "Wait, you can't leave?" he asks; not for his sake, but when that full moon rolls around, he kind of doesn't want a lot of people around.

He might have control, but if he got here, then the alphas can get here and what happens then? They've nearly killed him more than once, already.