She turned a bit onto her side and slid an arm up under her head. She felt a bit odd making most of the obvious and physical moves but she liked him and Lyra didn't think, at this point, that being shy and reserved was necessary. If she liked him and he liked her (after all, he didn't push her away when they kissed) then why not show affection?
So she let her free hand reach out and drift casually over his arm. She wasn't looking at the stars.
"The swan? Yeah, it's quite easy to recognize but.. you know, sometimes I like making up my constellations. Like connecting the dots. I think whoever made the stars wanted to inspire artists.. even ones who just make stick figures."
Lyra twisted again to settle onto her back but she was closer to him now, one hand on her stomach and the other warm against his side. "What's your star sign?"