Lion Head Mesa You came back from the desert with a new friend, didn't you, Beni?

There was a great many things to speak of! He wanted to speak from the heart, but there was trepidation there that stilled his tongue from sharing any secrets. It would not benefit him to be seen as enfeebled by his deeper truths, not before this royal, and so Harakhte would begin with only what was expected of him: some caution, some charity, and many boasts.
I would like to ask the same of you, divine one! I find my mind lingers often upon Akhet, my home. It has been some time since my departure from what is familiar, it was here he cued up a subtle look of sombre reflection, then a crack in that veneer, also practiced; a charming curl to his lips as he smiled. —I find Akashingo to be beautiful in its own ways, of course. Your land is vast! Ra watches and is clearly pleased.
A pause to reflect, and to give his words time to register.
I have a passion for the night sky; this is rare, to my family. It is not something I boast about often to others, but... I believe you would understand. The stars, and the shining moon, often take my breath away. This was a small con, in a way. Harakhte was fond of the night and its mysteries, but it was something trained in to him by his people, who worshipped in a different way from these Akashic people.
Where starlight and the moon might bring forboding to some, Harakhte saw power, and a rivalry with the sun-god whom Toula favored.
I have enjoyed the open road, as well. It has been of great intrigue to me - watching as the stars shift, and the sky changes. Your palace must have mighty views. He let out a laugh, bordering on genuine. If it pleases you, one night I would like to speak of the constellations!