"Oh." He hadn't heard anything about a bug, but then again, he'd woken up only ten or so minutes ago. A bug going around...that didn't sound too good. They were in pretty close quarters as it was; things like colds had to be pretty contagious. And he really didn't want to get sick. "Sure you're feelin' up to headin' out tonight, then? Stuff's probably gonna get tougher; maybe ya should take another night off." If Harvey Dent had been telling the truth, they were either in for a fight or braving the elements, whichever one sounded more appealing, and neither of those were things that even he would undertake when he wasn't at his best. Rate of success went down with your health, after all.

Niikura looked away awkwardly, one hand rising to rub the back of his neck as it often did when he felt uncomfortable. "Just...I don't know. We had to go out and capture these people that they...needed around here or somethin'." He sighed and shook his head. "I don't know why. They didn't tell me those details before they dumped us out in the middle of nowhere."