The Sentinels beauty means the scent of roses, and then the death of roses

a smile! there was a high-pitched, loose whine that fell from her throat that ceased only upon his fading smile. her head tilted upon its axis, and her lobes thrust forward. she held her breath for a moment until he began to move again, concentrating upon what it was they had come to this lake to do.

that was the physical part of it, and deirdre wanted to be sure he could even utilize the leg. it seemed that he could; as he moved, she did not note the hitch in his step that had been present on land. firstly, before continuing, deirdre asked him, how did that feel?