The Sentinels magic tumbled from her pretty little lips,

Deirdre's breath stirred the fine hairs of Starbuck's guard hairs. The seer sought to gain more closeness, sitting against Deirdre's legs and propping her head up on the sylph's shoulders. I know it to be true, she said. The mind forgets, but the heart remembers. It may take time, but she will remember. And she will always be as true a friend as you. Starbuck spoke with little doubt, for she was a stalwart optimist. We shall. You can trust me, my dear. I will care for her as I would for you.