Firefly Glen Sayin' "who are you and where are you from?"

[table width=80%][tr][td]He looked worriedly at her shy(?) form, feeling kind of bad that he might've made her uncomfortable or something. Then again; he had not been the one to run into her on this beautiful evening. For just a moment did their eyes meet; the stars making the girl's eyes twinkle a moon-dusting blue colour that was hard not to get lost into. When she looked away again, Tryp wanted to make her look at him again, if only for a moment. When she spoke, Tryp was dead quiet, wondering just how his eyes could be confused with the glowing bugs of the night. T-thank you? He asked unsurely,  staring at the stranger uncomfortably.

Yours... yours are like stardust, y'know? The words had fallen off his tongue before he could do anything about it, but he didn't feel like taking it back. It was true; her eyes were equally as beautiful, if not more, as his. She apologized again and Tryp let out an amused sound resembling a low chuckle. It's fine, really... Would've been a shame to spend this night alone. He met her eyes yet again, but he hunkered for more soon after she rejected (or so it seemed) his soul for the second time. He had never talked to a girl his age before... Surely this was not a bond like his parents... right?[/tr][/td][/table]