The Sentinels these feelings

deirdre tilted her head at the others words. in hearing them, she understood she had undeniably been seen, and so the attractive girl who looked to be a woman moved toward the other, albeit slowly. to those intuitive enough to sense a witch, there was no hiding her own power; she was too young to know how to do so, but more than that, her strength and the amount of it she held was great. there was something deirdre sensed in the other, too, but it was different from what she so obviously felt from her own sister.

feel it? deirdre asked, truly innocent in the query--she did not know what she meant, and so as to not leave the other absent an answer, she hummed, i feel many things. what... what do you feel?