The Sentinels Did I ask too much

She smiled and did not correct Osprey. She was right, after all — Lucani hadn't given a very specific question, though truthfully that had been on purpose. She sought the wider story before pinpointing the particular areas of Osprey's life she knew she'd find most interesting.

The story was genuinely interesting, emotional and unique, and she had a few things she wanted to ask about — the brother, Peregrine, in particular. (Ah, the people in Osprey's family had excellent names.) But before she could, her companion did the classic thing of leaning the spotlight towards her in turn. Lucani was rarely asked to speak about her life, and voluntarily spoke of it even less regularly. But yes, it was fair.

Hmm, she glanced away and watched the light play on the den wall. My childhood. It was quite a solo venture, though not sadly so, she admitted. I didn't have any siblings, and few friends my own age — most were older. My father, who raised me, said I was mature beyond my months. That sense of propriety hasn't yet worn off, you may have noticed, she added.

Though she gave her little story time to sink in, she was keen on more of Osprey's. So it wasn't long before she asked: could you tell me some more about Peregrine?