Morthos wasn't paying too much attention to any conversation, he was too worried about everything. Worried about his mother being gone, worried about his uncle being in charge now. But one bit did catch his notice, Jax accusing Roxas of shooting Ophelia. Morthos quickly moved himself between the two of them before Jax could go over there and rip Roxas' head off.

[color=red]"I'm not moving Jax. You're not going to fight Roxas and you're [i]especially[/i] not going to fight him inside my house and destroy the place."[/color] He turned his head to look at Roxas, [color=red]"you're not getting off scot free either. You shot Ophelia, I know you care about her so you obviously didn't do it for no reason. You've also been acting kind of weird for a while now. We're a team, we can't be hiding things like this from each other, so spill."[/color] Morthos never really thought of himself as the leader type, ironic considering he was meant to rule over this small kingdom one day. But in this moment he needed to make sure his friends didn't kill each other, turns out his training to be a Lord came in handy for something.