The black eyes, the deep scowl, the undulating shadows at Leigh's feet - it was all very, very wrong. Suddenly, Ophelia remembered why it wasn't always good to try and make nice with the supernaturally-inclined beings at the carnival. But why not? They were a family, after all. At least, that's how she and Toby had viewed it for the past four years. This was their home, their sanctuary.
"Woah," she warned, taking a cautionary step back away from the black-eyed girl and the shadows. "S'cuse me for tryin' ta be nice." Ophelia might have been known for her warm nature, but she was also known for sporting a very short fuse. "Nex' time I won't bother, me."