[Gingerly, Yujin makes a second attempt at looking at the book. Avoiding touching the cover as much as possible, he turns the pages, getting a good look at the strange occult illustrations. They're all indecipherable to him, too. He frowns tightly, turning back to Holmes with worry as he closes the book again.]

Afraid I can't make anything of it either.

[If only they could come back home with their memories. Maybe then, he'd be able to help work out this mystery. As is, there's not much he can do... though if he's anything like Sholmes, Holmes will be poring over this book anyway.]

But now, I think you should rest. Forgive me for saying so, but you look like you need it.