Ophelia wasn't bothered by the silence at all. If anything, she was used to it from her own hero. Ellana might not even have time to get that engrossed, as it didn't take the moogle long to return.

Not far behind her also was a tall man in a dark suit, books under one arm. Long black hair, bangs held from his face by a red-bandanna, and crimson eyes as he made his way over. His left hand was covered with a leather glove under the suit-jacket. "Miss Lavellan kupo?" Ophelia said, just enough to catch her attention but her voice quiet in the library. "This is my Hero of Light, Vincent Valentine." A nod from the dark-haired man.