You noticed something was wrong with Ishakan. He had taken a sip of a drink you had seen someone slip something suspicious into, and now his face was flushed and his movements were becoming erratic. Concern grew as you approached him.

"Hey, Ishakan, are you okay?" you asked, trying to stay calm.

He smiled, a provocative glint in his eyes. "Looks like someone decided to spice up my night. And you, aren't you worried that I might need a helping hand to cool down?"

You frowned, your concern evident. "I'm not joking, you don't look well. Let's get out of here and find some help."

Ishakan chuckled softly, his voice laced with seduction. "I always trust you to get me out of trouble. But if you need a bit of fun to cheer me up, I'm more than ready for that too." He tried to stand, still with a teasing smile, but you held him firmly, determined to ensure he got the care he needed.