Sophie's lips pursed together and she suppressed an eyeroll--an expression not at all characteristic of the normal sensitive Sophie. "Yeah, I guess so. He managed to escape on his own, anyway." The bitterness was hard to conceal, but it wasn't as though she wanted Darius to be hurt. That would've been much worse. She just didn't like talking about him.
She blushed, feeling a little guilty. "Sorry. I must sound like a complete jerk, talking about how important family is and then--" she shook her head a little. "Darius walked out on us after that. I--I really needed him and.." She shook her head again, looking away from Jon and down at the grass beneath their feet. "I guess I'm still upset about that."