Ophelia laughed a little, "I'm sure almost being killed by Antares isn't too common either."

The girl walked off, without introducing herself. The fact that she was giving orders made her think that she was the leader, the.... Praetor. She turned and left, with no reason to stick around. She wander aimlessly as more and more Greeks found out about the attack and began to prepare. Everyone seemed calm in the wake of the battle. Ophelia could see what Chiron meant, give them time to sit on the information and they'll freak out. Tell them just before and everyone would be forced to think with a clear head.

She kept walked until she found herself at the end on the dock looking out to the ocean. She didn't know why she came here but it was a nice view.