[Sometime after the initial message, and since he happens to be in town, have a sky pirate, Rydia. Balthier pokes his head into the room with one arm laden with extra blankets, and the other carefully carrying a covered bowl. Unfortunately, he doesn't look so well himself -- pale, and a bit unsteady, though he's managing to remain upright for the most part, so far.]

I've brought spare blankets, and soup. With the way the rest of the town is going, people are clamoring for these things as if they were gold.