“Yeah, it is. . .”
That got him thinking for a moment—a few seconds—before his eyes turned to look over at her.
“. . . Do you happen to see stars as something more?”
“I hate to intrude on your privacy, but, I can’t help but see you starring up into the night sky, Matoi. . .”
A short pause as his eyes do the same now, for the moment. “. . . Are you alright?”