"Come on, Isaac.." Arianna quietly muttered, as Isaac merely followed her. He sighed, as the young woman merely looked over at him. She was concerned, about his mental situation that is. Isaac blamed himself for quite literally everything that went wrong. "Isaac? You okay?" She questioned, as the two progressed down the hall. "...I-I'm fine." "Why do I have to keep telling you? It's alright. It's not your fault-" "What if I get myself killed? What about you?!" Isaac raised his voice a little, sighing afterwards. "...I just-" "Shhh." Arianna then silenced her own brother, pulling him into a tight hug. For a moment, there was silence, before she pushed him away and looking down at him. "Everything is going to be okay. Come on. Let's get this over with."