The Sentinels Eyes are windows to the soul

She didn't want Solenya's kindness, not really. She wasn't here looking to be coddled. But, maybe it was worth asking her question or two; maybe other members of Blackwater had passed through here.

A moment of hesitation passed, and Visala's mouth opened; she intended to speak with confidence, honeysuckle voice ricocheting off of the surrounding trees, but all that came out was a pathetic stutter. She should be embarassed, but she only felt frustrated. How was she meant to get home when she struggled to get out only a few words? It wouldn't be fair to expect Sam to do everything for her.