"Well, you should have one soon. Cryo ammo, like I said. Could help you feel a little safer." Jacob looks over at a nearby weapons rack, scanning it for likely candidates, then looks back to Isaac and the sinister icon on the screen. Buried artifacts, doing things to people's heads... A tingle runs down his spine. How much has Isaac been exposed to that kind of insidious influence?

"Do me a favour, though," he says. "Talk to Yeoman Chambers about what you just told me. Especially about those artifacts. She's... the ship counselor. I'm not trying to cross any lines here-" He holds up his hands, a gesture of respecting Isaac's space. "But it sounds like you've been handling some real shit. Might be you could use some comfort that you can't get from a gun. Know what I'm saying?"

He hopes Isaac does. If there's a chance the engineer has been exposed to something in his own universe that's comparable to Reaper indoctrination, Jacob is not going to arm him until it's sorted out.