Darius peeked in on her, not because he doubted Logan, or his ability to watch the girl, but because it was neat having a little sister.
"You tell me. You're the supernose." His tone was even. Honestly, he had no idea what Ophelia was, really, but girlfriend was the closest approximation. "D'you know when Mom's going to be back?" He was annoyed that Sophie had gotten past his shields, and curious how she did it. Also, a morbid part of him wondered how accurate her image of Logan had been, and how the hell Sophie knew that.
He poured himself some cereal and entertained the idea of plopping down next to Esme. But the table was more comfortable, and he had gotten used to dealing with Logan as an authority figure. He just wished the damn mental image would go away.