The Sentinels rot until the weeds are grown

He didn't seem quite as thrilled to see her, which made sense.  She hadn't exactly helped him after all, but moreso left him to it to sort it out himself.  Well, he'd lived, yeah? So more power to him.

"Well, guess that sounds like a problem.  Or an opportunity.  You don't know where your goin, guess you don't have anywhere you have to be." She'd enjoyed that state at times, though honestly she preferred now.  Better to have someplace waiting for you.