Arisu is normally a light sleeper. Tonight is no different, even in the arms of the man she loves. She wakes to feel Mystic thrashing around next to her. She hears a strange language, the sea bird flutters it's feathers. It must know what he's saying. It doesn't take her much to figure out he's having a nightmare. Being got in the net earlier must have triggered how he was captured.  She sits up and shakes him with a little bit of force. "Mystic, come on wake up. You're safe, you're not with the fishermen anymore," she pleads softly, not wanting to see him in pain.