None of them. So it's not just him. There's a certain companionship in that, too, maybe. "Astronomy wasn't my focus, so I'd hoped maybe you'd know something more," he says with a sigh. "It's a bit lonely, isn't it? You never realize just how much you want something familiar, anything, or how much you take it for granted, until..." He trails off again, and his fingers lace over his chest as he stares up into those stars, clearly searching again.

"Thought the music might help me sleep, music and finding constellations, but looks like sleep isn't going to be on friendly terms with me anytime soon. What d'you do back home, when you can't sleep?"