... what. Mithos stared blankly in the direction of the door as Sophie spontaneously darted out. "... I wasn't mad at her..." Mithos stammered, still dumbfounded as to what just happened, every bit as much as the human was.

Actually, how he was really feeling... well, Cheria kind of hit the nail on the head, there. As much as Mithos will NEVER EVER ADMIT IT FOR AS LONG AS HE LIVES THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

Mithos continues staring at the door, and then at Cheria. He wants to ask why she ran, but... he doesn't. Instead, he considers leaving himself.