<span style="font-style: italic">Calypso hadn't been able to sleep. Though she could sense the creek not to far away, it was nothing next to the waves that usually lull her to slumber. And there is Mystic, who's tossing and turning in his sleep as well. She wakes bolt upright from the light doze when he screams in terror. Calypso knows exactly what dream is bothering her son. Arisu goes to fetch some water, both to rouse him and to calm him after he wakes. Calypso draws him into her lap, careful not restrain him. After Mystic finally does wake, Calyspo resumes gently stroking his hair, Arisu not to far away looking concerned. "You're safe here, Mystic. No sea witch here. Just breath," she says quietly, still stroking his hair.</span><br/><br/>Arisu throws the water on Mystic, watching him startle awake before taking in both her and his mother. She pours some water into a cup she had brought for him when he lays back in Calypso's lap, panting a little bit.