The Sentinels the world moves on without a sound

he stilled, feeling the little stirrings of deirdre's heart down to the faint pulse of the blood that coursed in her ribcage. the closeness was overwhelming, but in a good way - he felt his senses swarmed by comfort, adoration -- even a little love. quietly he watched her until she fell into slumber, and serenely he followed suit. he felt his eyes droop and before he knew it the two had fallen in quiet, peaceful sleep.