[JamOfBoy]

I was unable to venture out these past few days. Lethargy is very annoying!

The worst part of it is how it saps my strength at the most annoying times. The day I had planned to visit Lanette was particularly bad, with weakness denying me the opportunity to do anything productive at all. In moments of weakness, I like to practice using the twin sticks that Onigans use as eating utensils - but on that day, I couldn't even do that. My fingers lacked the strength to retain their dexterity and I clumsily dropped them over and over.

The timing was too convenient. These days of notable weakness have something in common - the worry of, or desire to see someone from the company. Yesterday, I thought about the particularly fresh members - that annoying brat that patrolled the halls, and Immolandus. Ashuro, I have always worried about, but his seclusion and isolation is to be respected. From the murmurings I used to hear, I can discern that he has his own net to fall back upon.

I was always meant to worry about them. It was part of my function. Amidst the brutes of body and soul, I was the mind that cut cleanly where they faltered! And where they faltered was their own minds, emotions, thoughts. They aren't equipped to handle that themselves - they need others. It doesn't have to be me, but... well, part of me wants it to be. It's annoying. This curse that, when worried enough to act, you're unable to.

Alas. I will devote my efforts to recovering - my Crow has an idea that I must dwell upon. An exchange of knowledge, and if I'm right about who - or what - we'll be dealing with, I had best prepare.

I am growing weary. Not just physically, but mentally. This ailment is taking a toll. Tomorrow I will try to work.