The Sentinels circle of perversion

"That's unfortunate," Osprey sympathised with Lasher and reached out to touch his shoulder lightly. When he asked for advice in dealing with the kid-problems, her expression was first confused, then grew thoughful. There wasn't really much she could offer - the siblings she had helped to raise at Flightless falcons had all had safe and rather uneventful childhoods, none of them becoming traumatized by an unlucky event. And looking back at all of the kids she had met here... Saena, Junior, Tytonidae... she had failed to help in fixing, what had been broken. Quite the opposite - they either resented her attempts or left without a word. 

"Give her time, perhaps? Act normal? And if that does not help, try to talk to her," that was the best she could offer.