The fire in Jacob's demeanor seems to sputter and die. His shoulders visibly slump and his face goes slack.

"That...that's not..."

He pinches the bridge of his nose. He feels sick, if he puts that thing on there's a good chance he might never see it taken off again.

But there's no way he would ever kill Jones or make him put the pendant on, either.

Maybe he should just go. Find another way to get to Jones. There had to be another way, right?

His mind races, coming up with complex possibilities in an instant...but who could go up against a guy that was taking over the galaxy? That was that insanely powerful? There was only one person in the world that could possibly take him on, and get Jones back safe and intact. His own tattoos would probably stop him from making any kind of alliances with any fairies or entities, they'd want to use his proximity to Flynn to their advantage.

"That's not going to happen and you know it."

And they were probably running out of time.

Don't do it.

He had to do it.

He winces and with a shaking hand, he grabs the pendant from the box and hastily puts it on.