Deepwood Weald i kissed a frog at midnight so he sang me a lullaby

Where his companion might have found the sky to be a Picasso worth piece of art each night, Sanguinus only saw the stars veiled in darkness like they always were. Yet despite his lack of interest he listened to the questioned tossed his way and the words that quickly followed suit. He was not good with months or even the idea of time in general, he only knew the sun and moon and the four seasons that always came around every few full moons. 

But, in an attempt to learn something while given the opportunity, the paragon licked his lips and drew his head upward towards the sky. "I've heard of the constellation but do not know what it looks like or where it lies in the sky."