"Yeah, that would be easy," she replied with before glancing over to the nearest bed and walking over to it as she began to pull off her gloves. She noticed the restlessness of the other girl out of her peripheral much in the same way she took note of everything else; passive knowledge. When one was friends with Black Star one learned how to note the movements around you without being distracted by them. Now the noise her friend made was a whole different story.
As the girl's question she looked up. Thalia Grace was her name, right? At least that was what had been said, she was sure of it. Kind of. "Everything. My partner, my friends, my job, a promise unfulfilled..." Next she unbuttoned the long blazer and slipped it off, draping it over the side table that held her gloves. Her eyes then traveled back to the window with its lifeless orb.
"They said it is much like our Earths, but its not. Not really. Not for me. Its all very different. My moon has a face and a personality. So does my sun. Often through the day you can hear the Sun laughing a something it sees on Earth. The Moon... has been hidden from us for five years, making our nights very dark and silent, but its still there. You can see its outline. This?" she motioned her hand to the window and the orb hanging in the sky. "Is wrong."
Maka then sat down on the bed, having lost the brief urge to explore the room she had wrangled up. "I'm not even in the same country anymore. Aren't there things different for you as well?"