I've had it. No one's told me a thing since I've gotten here. I'm leaving.

Rem, where are you? Please tell me you're all right.

Rem Saverem. Has anyone heard from her at all?

...Rem. It seems someone's locked me in the room.

If this is a prank, you're sleeping on the couch tonight.

Rem, I'm going to the hospital to see if I can possibly try to get a job there. I shouldn't be too long.

I need to get out for a while anyway. There's a store nearby, yes?

I know, I know. You've been ITCHING to tell me how wrong I've been playing Hatori. And you've got an innate urge to demand plotting with me as well.

This is your lucky day, punk.

Leave a message and your happy neighborhood Kisa will be racing to placate you shortly.