[As someone who has been traveling the galaxies, stars were something of a constant in her life. Perhaps she had grown indifferent to the view, but tonight, she can appreciate them.

Even if the real thing is so much more exquisite.]

Would they not? Why would man decide to connect the stars to make constellations if not to give it some sort of story? There are so many that freckle the night sky, yet we had decided some have relation to each other. [She turns her gaze away to look at Weiss.]

I see. Well, if you are familiar with the ones up there, I would like to hear it all the same. Though I have seen countless skies, I have yet to see some of these formations.