[ He hadn't expected Jack to show up at such an appropriate (or inappropriate) time. All the same, he nods to the screen. ]

I found it just sitting there and decided to have a look. Didn't think it'd be... well... this.

[ Isaac's gone and found himself a weapon anyways and is now beating some lost soul in the face with it...

Interesting blood effects, he surmises. A bit grotesque. He loots the body (simple really, obvious no doubt), and continues on. ]

Is this... this is how it was, right? It's you.

[ Because he knows. He can tell, especially that voice, those tattoos. ]