Dragoncrest Cliffs i know what's waitin' for me

aye, rhaegal offers with encouragement as suzu works to puzzle it out. on whether the stars spin around them or they spin around the stars ... rhaegal can't say. the starwatchers of the islands had appeared to be locked in an never ending disagreement about that. some said the earth spun, others said the stars. rhaegal himself never had much of an opinion upon it, sticking to the fact that regardless: the stars' positions changed but always ended up in the same spot during their designated month.

i dinnae ken, suzu. he admits. some starwatchers of the islands said the stars spun, others argued the earth. i said as long as i ken where they are each month then that was all i needed tae ken. he gives voice to his inner monologue, hoping it might offer suzu some peace from the unanswerable question.

rhaegal's gaze lifts once more to venus, pondering her question: surely one he's asked himself from time to time when he wasn't studying the constellations in the sky. maybe, he allows. because ... why wouldn't there be wolves on venus? there were wolves on earth, after all! we cannae travel there ... and they cannae travel tae us. ... i like tae think there is wolves on venus ... maybe even wolves on tae moon.