The Sentinels Every word I say is kindling

She could feel the awkward air without needing to see Kirain's clear built-up misery - and what was this? A tightness in her chest, could it be? It is! A pang of sympathy, rarely dished out by the ex-listener.

Clearing her throat, she wriggled her way further into the burrow to take on some of the work needed inside. Being closer was a bonus, since it would allow Kirain to hear her a bit better. You're upset.. She trailed off for a moment, settling into a frown before asking a question. Why?