He listens petulantly at first, which slips away as soon as that hypnotic gaze is set on him. The meaning of her words reverberates through him and he swallows at something that isn't there, dilated pupils going to smaller points as this --Hasi, her power, what he's gotten himself into-- hits him full force.

Everything that was big and brash about him a moment before suddenly unfurls and twists in on itself in a different way. Mitchell looks like he's a million miles away, but he is listening. Especially to that last part, which gets a hesitant look from under the tangles of hair that have fallen over his face.

He moves towards Hasi, even going so far as to shift the coffee table out of the way, so he can kneel in front of her properly.

"Say it. I want you --I need you to make it clear to me."