Northstar Vale We're fallin' like the stars

he'd roused easily upon reiko's arrival and slipped into step behind her, gazing upward. he knows the constellations she speaks of, but this is a new way of seeing them. what hung in the sky the day he left, he wonders, and what might it mean?

instead, he asks, "so everyone here has one of these guardians?" fascinated by the concept. elysium hadn't done this, no, but it reminds him nevertheless of olive and her witchcraft; he knows the stars do more than we might think.