Ophelia wasn't known for her filters, especially not around people who were her equals. Even more around those she trusted, and she trusted Xavier. She poked around the car a bit to see what anyone else had left in it (probably just him up here though, she assumed he was the main driver), "I'm not going to complain and considering everything I don't think the siblings will either. At least not sincerely."
Her mother thought she could learn a thing or two from Beau and Viola Rosier about masks, and acting properly. Ophelia agreed with her, and she had always wondered about their opinions that they wouldn't voice. Any lessons hadn't quite soaked in though--besides, with her Lady's temper and moods one might hope the influence would swing the other direction.