Rick
Working her fingers through a worn fabric of her shirt she nods, eyes closing slightly. Listening she says, "I can go a long time without resting now, but I still need rest. So, you should rest. Otherwise you'll miss something."

It sounds logical enough, even if the 'nothing' sounds like missing out on some sort of sight seeing instead of danger. Sitting back more to look clearly at Ishikawa she says. "You should sleep, or you'll become sick either way. If you don't, please let me know how long you've been awake. I would like to observe the effects in others."
Clayton
*The Kitsunes twin tails lazily moved from side to side, indicating his contentedness. The pages of his book were near silent as he continued to flip them, the paper it was printed on being quite new. Ishikawa stopped when Mox spoke, putting his book down onto his lap. His eyes shifted nervously to look at Psyche, and his ears slanted down just a touch, the movement only noticeable if someone was watching them. He let out a sigh, his breath having a slight rattle to it as he did.*
"4 days. I haven't slept... In 4 days." 

*While Ishikawa could go without sleep longer than the average person, the symptoms he showed mafe it clear he had gone far past even his own limits. The constant trembling, the dark circles beneath his eyes...*
Mona
*Mox remained leaning against his tree with his eyes closed. Following their conversation with his ears as they perk and swivel to each speaker in turn. One brow twitching as he listens.* "Oh by the elders at least try getting some rest you fool. I can keep watch and its not like that horse of yours wont alert you to some thing prowling in the woods nearby, I've seen what one of those things can do when it panics."
Rick
"...We think you should sleep, or else you're useless to us." She said after a moment of silence, lips moving slightly as if mumbling. She looks at Mox. "He is right. I can still draw my bow, and have help watching the area."

Her shoulder shifts uneasily before she continues.

"You'll either sleep now, or when your body drops at an inopportune time. Five days is our limit. We don't think you can go much longer."
Clayton
*He was incredibly hesitant to attempt to go to sleep, especially because he didn't want to keep his gaze off of Psyche. He didn't know how the weird face thing felt about him, and he didn't want to wake up to any weird shit. However, as much as he wanted to, he was struggling to stay awake.* 

"No... Really, it's-" 

*Yawning, his eyes dropped shut for a moment,* 

"I'm *Fine*." 

*He then passed out.*
Mona
*Mox's ears perked as the kitsune passes out. Opening his eyes to confirm that, yes indeed, he had clocked out for a bit. He points at Psyche.* "Girly you sound like death. Bravado doesnt work when I can all but smell theres something wrong with you. Just take the offered rest."

*At this point Mox was getting frustrated with this entire situation. Squeezing the wood of the bow on his lap in frustration before getting up again to walk back to the fire. Dragging his gear along with him to get a good look at the Oni in the fire light.*
Rick
She looked at Mox, pale eyes semi-focused at best. "You all talk loudly." She said it blandly and without much inflection to indicate annoyance, or irritation. Looking back at the fire she says, "We'll get stronger. We're just growing."

In the firelight a few things were easy to see. Her dark hair is tangled, as if she hasn't bothered to deal with it in weeks. She looks pale and her skin is faintly damp from fever sweat. She taps her fingers on her leg, lips moving silently before looking at Mox.

"Do you want to leave?"
Mona
"If that's meant to be a way of asking if I'm going to sneak off the moment you both close your eyes the answer is a no." *Mox sets himself down by the fire again. Laying his own bow across his lap as one hand idly runs down the length of the wood. What he saw just screamed she was diseased, whatever parasite she had would of had to be bad for this to happen.*

*His gaze was wary, his posture tense as if the Canifor would spring into action the moment she even coughed wrong.* "Growin. Right." *He mutters aloud as he pulls his cloak around him again.*
Rick
"You seem uneasy," A statement rather than a question. She watches the fire, faintly frowning with a twinge of pain before the expression smooths out. She settles in, hanging onto her own well worn bow but without any of Mox's tension. She seemed rather disconnected from the events unfolding.

"Yes. Growing. Like when your legs cramp in the night as a child. Growing hurts."
Mona
*Mox bristles when she flinches, puffing up slightly all the way down his tail before he catches himself. Clearing his throat as he works to smooth down his tail with one hand.* "Its a quiet night with one person who has fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion and another who is clearly too sick to fight. I'll relax when the night is through and bandits no longer stalk the roads. Only one will come true at daybreak."

*He lied through his teeth. In truth wary of catching whatever she had. Tales of scores of mercenaries dying to disease holding a castle or withering slowly to something they caught in battle coming to the forefront of his thoughts. A worse death he couldn't think of, it took hin a second to realize how she was speaking. His attention slowly focusing on her again.* "I'm not talking to the girl am I."