That is true. To judge others, you have to judge yourself just as much, if not more.

[He stares back at Izaya, and once again, it's evident that though his face is almost youthful and cherubic in nature, his blue eyes are incredibly ancient. One wonders if they might have seen the pyramids being built.]

I'm not a very good person, either.

[He's silent for a good while at Izaya's question, and when he answers, there's just the slightest hint of sadness in his voice.]

I don't think I would end up anywhere. Sometimes, people are not so lucky when they eventually pass away. They stay forever in one place, never moving on, but never returning to life, either.

[Based on what his brother told him about the people he saw that were supposed to be dead on the island, Jacob is sure that one of these days, he will be exactly like them. Just a whisper in the wind.]