The Sentinels to rest in gardens and wake in crypts

Deirdre was too young. Too young and too feeling. It felt wrong and sad to think that she might learn the path of stoicism simply to protect herself from the hurt that came from loss after loss after loss. Lucani could not imagine Deirdre as a stoic, and a Deirdre who felt a wound and didn't react at all simply wasn't Deirdre. To hold fast to her caring identity, which was special and beautiful, the girl had to let herself feel this.

Despite her quiet confidence, Lucani was hesitant about all of this. Because despite her affection for Deirdre's family she didn't truly know it and certainly wasn't a part of it. She had no clue about the girl's support network, so "i'm here for you" might have little meaning.

So she decided to simply listen. The grey wolf sat down, close. I'm sorry too, she said genuinely. But Deirdre... why do you think you've done something wrong?