The Sentinels Well we hurt each other

as osprey spoke on the functions of the babes, deirdre listened with interest. eat, sleep, cry--she let out a little sigh. it sounds lovely, except, perhaps, for the crying. do they laugh? can they laugh? as osprey went on, deirdre shifted in anxious excitement, tail waving behind her at the mention of her ability to see them.

i would love that, she breathed eagerly. i will come and see them then! she withdrew some from osprey, and rest her head on her legs for a moment. have you been eating well? i tried to cash some fish, but... she frowned.