She wonders what Calypso could come up with to help her live under water with Mystic. She splashes him back, her laughter taking on a musically quality. She ignores the crash in the nearby woods as just an animal scared by their pressance, even if they do come out here frequently enough. They should be used to them. She gives Mystic a kiss on the cheek, opening her eyes just in time to see a net wrap around his body. Figures appear out of the darkness, quiet as cats. "Mystic!," she cries out, hoping that he can get them out of this bind like he did with bandits in the village.