"It'll be broken off." Ophelia's voice was no more than a whisper, and a tiny flicker of fear darted across her face just for a second. She knew that it wouldn't end well for her. Her parents would be very disapproving and she imagined it would not end very well for her. She nibbled another berry absently for a moment before motioning very slightly to Nico. "Him." Because that was who she was betrothed to. Not forever, but her parents had made it clear it was what they wanted.
She offered another small smile and shrugged one shoulder. She knew he would eventually figure out his place in the world, even if it was a new place now. "Trying is what matters." Her eyes flicked to his face and then she glanced around. "People care. Can tell you things. You matter." A long speech, yes, but she felt it was necessary.