"I don't know. But you didn't have to come look for me, so I'm assuming you've got something on your mind."

He turns back up to the stars, watching them. He really, honestly, just finds them pretty. Shining, great and terrible and unknowable, from farther away than he could comprehend...it was poetic, honestly.

Plus, they were glittery, and that was fun.

"Or do you need to See, tonight? I won't say no to the snack."