He chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "Sorry. I guess my head was somewhere much more private." He winked at her, sitting on the bed again. He wasn't sure if Emma would be shocked at Ophelia wearing a robe or not. Probably it would mostly be irritation at Ophelia not being properly dressed, he decided. After all, his mom showed more skin than Ophelia was at present daily.
"Probably not. More's the pity." His phone buzzed and he blinked at it, grabbing it off the bedside table. There was a text, which he read. "Guess I'm going to hang out with Scott today." His fingers clicked quickly, shooting off a reply to his father.