Riley stayed quiet for a moment, and then spoke up, "I've said my piece, just about. As a specialist, I have nothing else to say to you. But as a friend, I do have a few warnings." He held up three fingers, demonstrating the points he was about to make. "Perhaps less than warnings, objections I'd like to make. Firstly, that sword can most certainly separate Trevor from the White Wolf. In fact, at first glance it's the best idea. That's the most likely reason that it won't work. Every time I battled and lost against the White Wolf, it was because it used Trevor's tactics and knowledge against me. He saw through my attempts every time. So I figure, wouldn't a plan that even you would be able to think of be the first thing it expected?"

Riley folded one finger. "Secondly, I want you to know that you'll be on your own against the Wolf. Even if I wanted to wield the Aberration Slayer, it's designed for use by a vampire, and I'd be far less effective with it. Not to mention, the Wolf would probably be more than wary of my presence, and wouldn't in a hundred years walk into a two-on-one trap like we could devise." Riley then seemed like he intended to say more, but instead just folded his second finger. Izzy already knew what he was going to say. Even if she asked him, he would not help her. Because of what he said earlier, that would not be way he thought was best to bring balance. After all, in his own eyes, he never helped her.

"Lastly, and most practically, is how you're going to find the White Wolf. If you're prepared for war, that's fine, I respect that, but the trick will be in bringing the war to the Wolf. Each time I've battled it, I tracked it down using my skills and techniques to track and detect it as an aberration. Even then, it was able to shake me about a third of the time. Already difficult because the subject is Trevor, worse yet for an amateur like you."