[He waves a hand in a "I'm fine" manner and he's not going to touch on the fact that this is hardly an issue. Instead, he focuses on Escha.]

Yeah. The door's locked again so I'm not sure people can get back in, but may as well label it the recording studio or something. A map'll be useful, too.

[He'll rub his forehead again.] ...the psychic thing might hold some weight. I've had a headache since we started checking the equipment.