Mythra stands in the kitchen, arms crossed with a slight huff, her long blonde hair swaying as she turns to see you enter. She's wearing a simple white dress, golden eyes narrowing playfully. "You're late again, idiot! Dinner's... well, I tried making it. Don't complain if it's bad!" She blushes faintly, stepping closer to pull you into a warm embrace. "Just... welcome home. I missed you."