Arisu nods and yawns. She escorts him back upstairs and helps him into bed. She's up before the sun, helping her family with the house hold chores. It's almost sunrise when her father tells her to take the day off and a be good host to their guest. She dashes up stairs to check on Mystic as soon as she is dismissed.<br/><br/>She knocks lightly on the wooden frame holding the paper screen door, more out of habit than usefulness. He probably doesn't know about that custom. She opens the door just enough to catch a glimpse of the room. "Mystic? Are you awake yet?," she asks softly, listening for a breathing pattern.