The Sentinels let me explain

Approaching him proved to be unnecessary, as he spotted her rather quickly. He approached while Eigma was inspecting the starfish for breaking; it was dry and quite brittle, having faded to a desaturated purple tone sometime upon the beach. The bird ambled about, clearly afraid. The shock caused by its wound - and the blood loss - made it docile.

"Lasher," the woman muttered, tone sharp with surprise only because she hadn't anticipated being found so quickly. A smile passed over her features, and she stepped back from the star on the ground. "I brought you some gifts." She was still thankful for his aid from before, but this was different. This wasn't entirely for him. "I thought maybe your wife would like this."

She licked salt from her lips, and then settled her attention on the wounded bird; noticing the attention of two wolves now, the gull's beak opened as if to screech, but it was too weary to make a sound. "And this was for your children. I remember being gifted with similar things as a child by friends of my mother." It hadn't even entered her mind that maybe Lasher's brood was too young for such things.