So they're dying, huh...
Rika... so you weren't at home, huh.
[He sighs softly.]
It should pass. Kyaa, Leanne... are you two resting? If not, you should. Kaye, you too; go to sleep, or I'm never sleeping again.
[And he whines softly, sniffling.] I think I've gotten warmer... I blame the ghosts.