[ He heaves out a tired sigh. He just wants to rest. He hasn't rested since coming to this town. Too many monsters, and then too much snow and cold. Tiredness can't be helping with these visions.

Maria gently touches his shoulder. Her touch is hesitant, worried. He closes his eyes to it. Not real. ]

This doesn't make any sense.

[ A beat. ]

No... that's not even the problem, is it? This whole situation doesn't make sense.

[ So why would this be any different? ]