Link watches Sora as he speaks, then looks up again, at Riku.

"It's usually a golden light," he says.

"But it lit up in uhm, almost the same color as my tunic. That's when this started, yeah."

It isn't.

The darkness around the ceiling seems to speak voiceless words that blossom into anxiety inside his head.

You were mad long before this. The lanterns are just drawing it out.

Link pinches his nose again.

"Is it the lanterns doing this? Does this happen a lot?"