The Sentinels and listened to this voice, like i never heard before

At Deirdre's comment of change, Emaleth merely nodded— the Forgetting had perhaps claimed her more deeply than it had her companion, for there were times that the dark child could remember the stark definitions of change, and in other moments she believed that sight was a gift she had always owned. So, too, was she already beginning to Forget this new change— feeling as though that she always heard these words as such, though their meanings were currently beyond her.

"Eeeeeyah!" she cried once more, body wagging as her sister repeated the sounds as well. The descended into a cacophony of overlapping words, finding the sounds both ticklish and pleasant, "Mmmmmmm, eeeyaaaahhhh!" So, too, did Emaleth's voice gain in volume, as the sister's experimented and began to shout over one another, "Yah, yah!" She similarly fell into laughter, turning to look upon the Giver with pleading eyes, "more! give us more!"