Urania turned and looked towards the south-east, her finger lifted to the point in the afternoon sky. "It's there," she told him.
She couldn't see it - no one would be able to make it out until it got a little darker - but she knew exactly where it was, as though its long tail were a beacon just for her.
Urania look a deep breath into her lungs and smiled brightly, her whole face lightly up. It was beautiful. It was going to be beautiful. When she turned to Merlin that smile was still in place, genuine unfiltered joy on the face of the muse of astronomy, an occurrence only slightly more rare than the comet they'd come to see.
"Come on," she said, getting the things out of the boot. "I know a perfect place a little further in to set up."