* and another hand rests on his head, the second shade it belongs to standing beside the first; an older man, taller, dark hair and blue eyes hinting of green, strength and command in his bearing... though the tone of his voice, as he looks to the same stars, is likewise warm. *
"These constellations... all over the world, since ages past, people have used them to find their way. We travel even further than they ever imagined today, beyond those stars themselves, but..."
* with a small, wistful smile, the woman speaks up again: *
"...even now, seeing their places in the sky... that's how we know we're on Earth."