<span style="font-style: italic">Rika moves to stand beside  him, her elbow brushing his as he takes another swallow from the pitcher of water. His hair is soft and silky, but slightly damp. She wanders what he is exactly. Questioning Arisu didn't her to far. Neither did questioning the twins. "I'm just not used to being here yet. When I get settled I'll be able to sleep better. How long have you been here?" She takes a step closer to him, brushing elbows again. Rika looks up when a fit of coughing echos from upstairs in the adults bedroom. "I hope she'll be okay."</span>