Ophelia's eyes widened as she looked at him, "Really?"

Ophelia wasn't normally surprised by big devastating events. With her dad being Apollo, she often was whisked away into visions for horrendous things that were to come. It was horrible and rare and she was just 'lucky' enough to have it. She didn't like being caught of guard by Kronos and Gaea rising. She rubbed her head, that would have been a doom and gloom vision that she might have just welcomed with open arms. She nodded to him as she rubbed her forehead, "Bloody hell... I guess you guys get to be the bearers of bad news..."

She led him to the campfire where everyone gathered. She told him to go join his friends at the front and took a seat as hidden away as possible. She didn't need to hear what they were going to say. She needed to find out more... She closed her eyes and concentrated. She tried to bring on a vision. It was draining if she managed it, which she rarely did, but she believed this time was worth it.