Ophelia looked down at his arm, placing her guitar in the grass in front of her, she walked over to him. She sat next to him and, tentatively, took his arm into her hand. She held it gently, her fingertips just barely touching them. She studied the marking on his arm. She had never met a Roman, so she had never seen their markings. They seemed a bit... harsher? than the beads that Camp Half-Blood gave everyone.... She was starting to feel like Camp Half-Blood was just a summer camp while these guys were in military camp. She ran her thumb over the lettering, "SPQR... I assume that stands for something."

She was about to ask when her eyes glazed over the water gold colour returning to them. Her hands clenched around Seth's arm. She watched the destruction in horror. It was common that those among the Apollo kids 'gifted' with seeing the future, often did not live long. It was hard, seeing all the horrid things happen and sometimes not have the ability to stop them. It was depressing. It was something that she managed to hide well from her half siblings, luckily none of them had this ability. 

She stared off into space as she spoke to Seth, "Camp Jupiter.... Get everyone out... now."

When her eyes returned to normal, she slumped against Seth. Unlike when she forced a vision, she didn't pass out. She was merely exhausted. She looked up at him, "Titans are going there.... The Romans don't stand a chance...."