Any anger Arisu felt towards the potential of Mystic being harmed vanished when Mystic wrapped her in a hug. She lays her head on his shoulder when mentions about getting food ready. She looks over his shoulder to the counter at what he had already gotten out. "That should be good, thank you Mystic," she murmurs. She looks up to do what had become their routine: A kiss on the cheek followed by a light kiss on the lips. "You can help me poach the eggs, if you want to. It will make Baba happy this morning. I'll fry the bacon. We'll need some water in a pot."