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.