Mytchell nodded once in response to Salare's order, drifting over to where Kit stood. Kneeling next to her, he put a hand on her head and smiled to her. 
"Keep a close eye on Sandy for me, okay?" he asked, glancing to his friend over his shoulder. Then, he made a show of whispering, "He's not too good at it himself..." Ruffling her hair, he stood once again and drifted over to the staircase (he never walked anywhere in his native form, hell, he barely ever had legs) passing straight through Arguis as he did so, and followed his partner down. 
The portal was largely unnecessary, especially for him. While the other spirits would almost never need to travel to the human realm, Mytch had his own way down; and intended to use it as an alternative. Still, he'd gather here, and drift over to a lump of shadows known as 'Jackson'. 

"I hope you realize how important this is." He stated flatly, bringing out his watch and checking it again, rotating through the five different clock faces, "The humans are our first priority, even yours, even Beast's." He eyed his partner, sighing. "Basically, what I'm saying is don't screw up, okay?" Hopefully putting it in laymen's terms would get the point across more clearly. 

Eyeing the other spirit of the night, Mytchell thoughtfully palmed the watch, fingers dissolving into tendrils of smoke and settling in every crevice of the ancient thing. He'd created it to help Salare with his job, to ease the burden. he could only hope that what information it gave him would still be valid.