Once Jax walks into her room, all Roxas wanted to do was sit down. He felt drained and needed to sleep, but he didn't want to be rude or anything. "Thank you for the water Ophelia." He sits down and looks up at her, smiling gently, trying not to close his eye. He glances at Morthos, not really sure what to say to him. "Glad you two had fun." Is all he could really get out at this point. It hurt to talk a little, but maybe that was because he thirsty as hell. He trys to lift his arm up again to try and drink the water, but he still couldn't raise it that high. "Ophelia could you please help me raise my arm so I can drink this?" He looks at her again still trying to be polite and smile, not that he didn't want to be anyways. She was hella pretty. 

Before Ophelia could help him though, Jax walked out and was standing next to him. For a moment he forgot about the bite mark. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?" Jax yelled at him. 'Shit' He thought to himself, realizing that he forgot to cover up the bite mark now. "What's what?" He slowly turns to look at Jax, knowing he'd have to come up with some excuse. "Oh you mean this?" He points at his neck. "I'm surprised you didn't see it before. It's an old snake bite from a few nights ago. On one of my hunts I ran into one and it bit me. Hurt like a bitch let me tell you." Roxas tries to shrug it off like it wasn't a big deal, but somehow knew it was a long shot that she would believe it.