[ Yu is thoughtful at that, casting his gaze down as he considers her words. After a moment of quiet thinking, he gestures with one hand, looking up at her again. ]

Whenever I touch something warm, I experience a memory. I can't do anything until the memory is over, either. And it started the same time your nightmares started. It might not be the same, but... somehow, I can't help but feel like they might be related.