Mystic was drinking his water. Humming until he heard Rika enter. Jumping as he about dropped the water pitcher. Swallowing the last of it before putting it on a counter. "Hmmm...I already knew I was right." He says simply and honestly. Looking at her and nods his head. "Maybe." He says. "She needs a bit longer until then." He moves and shuts the screen door. Walking over to the stove thing and puts a pot of tea on. He had learned to do this and was trying to help out. Looking at Rika. "Why are YOU up this early?" He asks. Looking at the stove thing and watches it as it begins to make the water boil. Slowly but surely.