"Would you like for me to be honest, then? There's a chance that I'll die. There's a chance that Arianna will die, and the only thing that will matter will be you, Asteri, my mother and my own being. And then there's my survival.." [i]Isaac sighed, as Panta looked down at the pendant - it was triangular in shape yet beautiful, crafted from a dull gold. An eye was in the center, a faint light seeming to issue from its core.[/i] "An old trinket of...Irina's. She passed it down to me, before sending me off to Yharnam.."