Rrrrrright..

He should be going to look for Ed, not following around the first familiar face he sees.

But desperate times.

Izzy sighs, resigning himself to the torture and starts down the stairs after Lucius to go and get his.. whatever. Presumably.

Presumably this isn't a ghost in disguise leading him deeper into Hell. Which he would deserve but doesn't really want to think about very much.

"So are we or are we not dead then? The letter I found said this was a cruise liner." and he has no idea what the fuck that is.