The Sentinels alphonsine

she watched as he turned away, even as he said her name, to hide his heart and his hurt from her. deirdre quietly lingered for a moment, looking to the pointed furs along his shoulders, before she hoisted herself up on all fours and murmured, i am sorry--i did not mean to upset you further. i will leave you be, and it was then she sought to go around him, to delve again into her own sadness. she had interrupted him, his mourning; her mind wandered, yearning to be any place but here.