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  It's been a few days since Kirby had some sleep. He even left his glasses at home at one point. The first time Xandra noticed this was when it was about her shift to leave.

  "Is it like him to stay up?" said Xandra with concern. "Is he sick?"

  Stanley sighed. "He's... not feeling good... mentally." he answered her. "I know there's no cure for it... but I hope he gets better."

  Xandra reaches for his hand and grabs it. "Me too..." she tells him with a smile.