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Bat threw him a playful squint, then did as she was told: she tried to use her imagination. It didn't help that she didn't entirely understand what she was meant to see or how. Eventually, it did dawn on her that she should connect the dots. Once that knowledge sank in, she did her best to trace a shape with her mind. But it still didn't resemble a bear in any way she could discern.

She didn't want to offend Phox, nor earn any real disapproval, so Bat simply bobbed her head. "Did you come up with that, or...?" she wondered about both the stars' names and the shapes. "And are there more? Is the sky, like, full of hidden pictures?" Wow, that kind of did her mind in a little bit. Especially when she considered it was full of secret images comprised entirely of glowing dead guys.

He went on to explain that, yes, indeed, there were plenty more where that came from. Bat found herself not quite following about the twelve per year, though she held her tongue. Instead of asking about that, she tipped her head and pressed, "Who you end up becoming...?" Sure, she'd only meant to discuss how she could use the stars to help her map the world, yet she was intrigued about all this other stuff too.