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Ophelia searched his eyes for any speck of red, but only concerned and questioning steel grey eyes stared back. Her breathing gradually slowed and she calmed down, except for the thrumming of her heart which kept growing louder. "What's wrong? What happened? Are you okay?" Seth rushed out, his grip on her waist unconsciously tightening protectively until she slightly winced and he softened the hold. Ophelia seized the opportunity, wiggling out of his arms and inching a step back to put a little distance between them. "I met your grandfather..." she started. "What? Did he do something to you?" Seth cut her off urgently, doing a once-over of her body to see if she was physically alright. "Say something to you?" he added, locking eyes with her, his lips set in a thin line. "He was friends