Atlas settled himself onto the blanket next to her, leaning back on his arms and turning his head up to the sky. It never took him very long to locate the Seven Sisters and the Hyades, their bright daughters looking down on them from their seat in the heavens. He missed having them around.
"I see them," he said, wishing he could pluck all of them out of the sky and set them on Earth. It would put the smile back on Pleione's face, and that was really all he wanted. "They put the stars around them to shame."