Isaac looked up at the question- he got the implication, or at least a small part of it, and while he wasn't sure what to think of it, he was thankful that Scott didn't give him the opportunity to address it.

"A few." He shrugged. "Went out looking for some the first few days and killed a couple. But they all just multiplied, so I... gave up."

Not exactly what happened, but that's definitely the more glamorous version. Isaac offered a wry smile, before leaning back in the booth, cocking an eyebrow up at him.

"You?"