Mystic was shaking like a leaf in hurricane winds. He pressed into his mother. Holding onto Arisu's hand tightly but gently. Quivering from the fear. The dream would come true. It would come true. He pressed back into her. Sniffling a bit. "She might not be able to but...someone will try to." He says sadly. Looking at Arisu. "I love you." He says softly. He slowly stopped shaking. It wasn't easy. He shakes his head. "This was not a bad dream...not mostly. It was...a dream that will come true." he says softly. Looking at his mother. "Can you tell her about the sea witch? She still scares me..." He says softly. Closing his eyes and fell silent.