Perhaps he didn't pay attention to the fox on his way here. Perhaps he hasn't connected the dots. Perhaps any number of things. Mizu doesn't care which. She nods. "A lot more people have wings because they're Legends than because they're natural," Mizu says. She's a Myth, not a Legend, but none of her Mythic traits show at the moment. Not the horns or sharpened teeth or paler skin or any of it. As always, she doesn't think about what it means. It reflects on the fox spirit that brought them here more than anything else.

Mizu looks out over the moat, as though doing so could will Rin to appear on the far side. That wouldn't get her into safety, but it'd be a fair amount closer. She could see how Rin was doing, if anything bad came of her. Not knowing is terrible. Caring is even worse.

"The relics only work inside here right now," Mizu says grumpily. Messages wouldn't be satisfactory either since Rin could easily lie about how much danger she was in or whether she was injured. It'd be good if she were well enough to lie about it, though, so it's a frustration nonetheless. She hasn't left a message herself, only listened to other people. It's enough to know the truth.