He doesn't attempt to stop her grab for another donut, partially because he's laughing hard enough that he doesn't have the reflexes to do it. Aaah, what's the harm in letting her have one more?

"Yeah. A magic dragon." He nods as he says it. In all honesty, souls are a strange and vague thing for Haruto, too. He's overdue to be sat down and given a proper chat on how the metaphysics of what he does actually works. Thus far, 'put on ring, turn on belt, make magic happen' is more or less how he understands it. "And then we blow stuff up, yeah. Great big Phantoms that're trying to kill people. Pretty cool, huh?"