"He can," Ophelia insisted. Arkady might as well have been a god here at the carnival. He loved all of the workers as his own family, and Ophelia knew there was no way he would just turn away Leigh, even if he couldn't help her. He would find someone who could.
"Yeah, well, dat's de problem, cher," she said, clenching her fists to keep herself at bay. "Dis is everyone's home, oui, an' it makes us nervous when we got a loose cannon runnin' around."