Even before he had settled down, Pleione had found their girls. Her eyes would focus on one group and then move to the other. She had the habit of counting them, just to make they were all still there (or perhaps in the hopes that if one was suddenly gone it might mean one of them was on her way back to them).
Her eyes had moved back to the Seven Sisters as he spoke. "They've always been more brilliant than any others." Her heart swelled and she took in a deep, staggering breath. "I miss them," she said quietly.