Whitefish River It was the night before,

Of course, she brushed it off, Speedy always did. It was a pattern at this point and it almost made him laugh, it at least brought a smile to his face as she confirmed it all almost immediately. How insulted would she be if he pointed out how she was starting to become predictable? Not wanting to insult or make the Chamberlain uncomfortable in any way, it would be his own little secret. 

I just finished a patrol and noticed how clear the sky is, thought it would be a shame to not appreciate it before going to bed. It's so inspiring. I could get lost in them just cooking up all kinds of stories. It really lets the mind wander. He sighed happily. Do you see anything up there? 

He left the question as open-ended as possible purposely, to see what kind of imagination Speedy may have. It was some quiet time, a downtime. Would she see beyond the specks of light, or just see them as they were?