I imagine that the first people who looked at the stars felt much the same way. "Where am I? Who am I? What is all of this?"

( Kokomi's gentle smile lends to her soft voice, a tone that offers to carry those who hear it into a lulling rock of nighttime ocean waves, into peace and comfort. She does try to angle for that sort of nurturing personality, and putting on the airs of a Priestess is part of how she does it. Like playing a role.

She tilts her head back up to the false sky. )

You may just find a picture of your own, if you look hard enough. Would you like to map one, together?