The Sentinels heart in hand

He spoke nothing now – Deidre’s words did not soothe him as he had hoped, and the wondered if he would wander a spirit for his days, forever seeking something he could not grasp. Water splashed upon his wound, and the Mayfair youth flinched at the burn. Deidre’s ministrations were met only with the slight pull of his limb, though he attempted to still himself.
 
Placing his muzzle upon the ground, Constantine’s eyes flickered dangerously as a world of black threatened him, and he released a gentle sigh. “Family is everything, Dee,” he murmured gently.