The Sentinels let me explain

the smile that came to rest upon her features lit eigma's face with a soft glow, one in which the druid was happy to bask as the girl waxed on, sharing more words in this interlude than she had since coming to donnelaith. a greater picture she gave unto the man, and his own mouth curved into a bow, pleased that he had made her time in his pack enjoyable. 

"i will take it to them if you think they are old enough to attempt killing blows." in truth, lasher's softer nature insisted that, after eigma departed, he would mercifully dispatch the wounded gull, for he did not enjoy the suffering of any beast. however, he would not mention such to the girl,  grateful as he was for her help with the training of the children.