"A bit, yes. Not enough to make me go running, but yes." Isak finished off the last of his whiskey and set the glass down on the counter. "I think -- Well." He went quiet for a few moments, glancing down to the ground. "I think sometimes that I used my survival instinct up at too young an age. And that is why it is not strong as it used to be." He gave a bit of a shrug. "I am glad you enjoyed yourself," he replied with a very faint smile. "Thank you for inviting me again."