"I once read somewhere that as you get older you tend to choose who your family is. I really like that, 'cause I think it's true. I'm not saying that you don't keep what family is close to you already... just that when you're born you have certain amount of people that you're stuck with so to speak. Whether that's good or bad." She wasn't sure if he was understanding her babble or not but it made sense in her mind.
"That's good." Not everyone was able to have the kind of relationships with other people where they could count on them for things. Sol certainly didn't have any of those kinds for most of her life.
She took a swallow of her wine and almost choked as he made her laugh a little. After clearing her throat she asked while looking at him suspiciously, "You've slept on the moon? Are you just messing with me now?"
Looking out at the sky she liked it here, right now. She felt comfortable and she stretched her legs out for a second before folding them underneath her again and moving so she was facing him. "Did you need a break from being a hero?" Realizing that she didn't know what he called himself she wanted to remedy that right away. She didn't want to be bothering him by calling him a super hero all the time.
Studying his expression she asked quietly, "Have you figured it out now? Which it was?" She kinda figured that he was having a rough time and she knew that with art that it mimicked whatever mood you were in.