[center][h2][b]Ophelia[/b][/h2][/center] Upon awakening, Ophelia immediately went to check on both Torquil and Farren--though the sudden constriction and dilation of Farren's pupils and his expressions of torment made certain she checked over Torquil first. Farren clearly needed his space to process what had just happened. "Mm, quite right. I... I'm sorry to have sent you there--it'll never happen again. Gerlinde and I, it seems, can visit freely... but until we have some means to protect you two from whatever influence exists there, you can't ever go back. Remember, always, that he isn't a nice old man. Remember that what he's done to you is a violation, and it will never stop sickening me that I allowed you to be introduced to it too. Whatever's in that cathedral, though... Gerlinde and I need to see it." Ophelia began, making movements as though she was going to offer Farren or Torquil a hug but not quite able to make herself go through with it. Ophelia then quickly looked around for the doll and the Shopkeeper, and made a beeline towards them. "So--Harold got a hold of Djura's blood. And Moira's blood. And about a week ago, here's the real bit of news, [i]your[/i] blood. That's what let him perform this false Paleblood experiment--the Great Ones that died on the Night of the Blood Moon: their names are Venara, Seraph, and the Orphan of Kos. There's apparently some secret in the cathedral, and I have questions I fear only Harold can answer--I need to head back there now, so we can learn the extent of the meddling that's gone on with your blood. After that... we regroup, and we work out what the most pressing thing going on in Yharnam right now is. Doll, could you look after dear Farren and Torquil? They've had... a deeply unpleasant experience, and..." Ophelia spoke, her voice frenzied and hurried. Her mind was spinning quickly, but still moon-bright and with utmost clarity. The brisk winds filling the Dream had something of an energising effect on her, innervating her reserves, and she turned to look at Gerlinde expectantly as she headed over to the headstones once more.