Arisu hates when something makes Mystic whimper. The sad truth is she is of marrying age. Which is why the magistrate's son had so pursued her. The though to being married to someone she doesn't love. She shivers at the thought of getting intimate with a stranger in order to continue the family line. "I'm not going anywhere without a fight, Mystic She could, however, picture laying together with Mystic. Giving him all of her. She could picture spending her life with Mystic. She sits him down on the edge of the creek bank, wrapping her arms around him and nuzzling his jaw with the top of her head. "I love you Mystic. I want to spend the rest of my life with you," she says softly, but loud enough for him to hear.