The Sentinels cemetery and sundown

his words were rewarded with a smile, and a nod. she presumed he might not do the same, that he thought such a thing worth saying; deirdre would help any she ever could, as it was her nature to save those that needed saving. she was merciful, innocent--perhaps she would not be long for this world, and if that were so, so be it!

deirdre tilted her head at peregrine's words. the end of them had some note of finality in it that caused her to look to her father sharply. she was reminded of his coughs, and her gaze panned slowly back to the man, her fathers devil, and was wary of the premonition she felt. deirdre looked toward her father, who leaned upon peregrine in a manner she felt she had seen before, and she stepped toward lasher to rest her head atop his shoulders in a gesture of love, and desperation. it was then she released her father, and moved beside peregrine. i will walk with you, at least some of the way.