[i]After Roxas gave his little explanation about that he wasn't over the death of Celti, or Celti in general, he promised that they would talk more about it. This reassured Ophelia, since his explanations were short and didn't really seem to explain much. She could hear Jax saying for her parents to behave, and knew the comment was directed at mom. Ophelia's eyes shifted down, and Roxas kissed her softly. For a short moment, she felt normal. Her worries and anger dissipated into nothing. She closed her eyes and imagined blackness and the sound and feel of his heart. But shortly after, that moment was interrupted by Morthos talking to her parents and Jax had gone to get them all signed out.

Once Roxas was dressed, Ophelia took a warm cloth and wiped at her now healed shoulder, just to get rid of the blood at least. It was all over her battle garb anyway, but she didn't need to worry about that right now. Finally she drew the curtain open once again and stared at her family, and Morthos. 

[color=6ecff6]"Ready to go you guys? I'm sure Jax is done dealing with the doctor. We can probably head out shortly,"[/color] Ophelia said, her voice gentle. She was calm for the moment, but knew that another huge wave of emotion would soon be washing over her, once they arrived at her parents house. That's where her mother was free to comment and act however she pleased. Ophelia stood with her hands close to her sides, unsure how to act or speak around Roxas with her mother keeping a watchful eye. Why did she have to be so afraid of her? She wished she would just be nice to Ophelia for once. It would be a pleasant change.[/i]