As Jaakuna spoke, the group looked to him. It seemed the deeper they went, the more troubled Jaakuna became. This time, however, it looked like it was too much for him. The blonde haired man was brought to his knees, though from what was the real mystery. Wesley and Savayna each tried to snap him out of his state, but to no avail. Nadeline couldn't help but put the mysterious voice to blame. Obviously someone or something was manipulating Jaakuna from here, where they were. But who? As she tried to think of any possibilities, Emiri walked over to Jaakuna, kneeling down before him. The brunette lightly took both of his hands off his head, grasping them tightly beneath her own. Once she was able to hold both of his hands to her with one of hers, the other gently touched his face. "[b]Who said your name, Jaakuna?[/b]" Emiri asked him softly, looking directly into his eyes as she spoke. She wasn't even sure if he would hear her, and she did have another idea in mind, but she hoped this gentler version would work first. "[b]Who was it that called you Jackson?[/b]"

Nadeline looked at Wesley. "[b]At this rate he'll become catatonic. The further in we go, the worse Jaakuna gets.[/b]" She stated, placing one hand on her hip.

"[b]What, are you suggesting we turn back?[/b]" Grant asked her, narrowing his eyes. "[b]The Esper is still here.[/b]"

The blonde shifted her weight off one leg and onto the other. "[b]If we still want to go after the Esper...he cannot continue.[/b]" She spoke slowly, though what she was suggesting was obvious, even if she didn't want to say it. "[b]The voice is obviously becoming a problem now.[/b]"

Grant shook his head in disbelief. "[b]So we leave him behind, is that it?[/b]"