[She is quiet beside him, but as various feelings pass over his face, from surprise to disbelief to awe, it's as if she can feel them all just as he is. Her eyes are fixed on him, watching as he reacts. The stars are indeed lovely, but her first thought was for what he would think of them.]
[Her smile softens as he speaks, and she is silent for another long moment before she, too, turns her face toward the sky. She is close enough that her arm brushes his and instinctively she leans just slightly into it.]