Ophelia laughed a little when Jeremy returned with a bass and handed it to Seth. She put her guitar down and ran over to the pile of instruments the Apollo kids left out. Grabbing her lyre, she joined the group and followed along. Music made sense to her, she always seemed to be able to find the proper melody or harmony. Languages made sense to her to, although, she couldn't actually understand any of them... But she could sing them. The two boys sang quietly and she joined them, harmonizing.