Ahsoka laid on her back, gazing at the stars. For the first time in months, they were back at the Temple. Ahsoka had taken advantage of their down-time to lay on the roof and gaze upon the beauty of the thousand twinkling stars. Ahskoa sensed her master approaching before she saw him. He sat down next to where she was lying and leaned back. "So, Snips, mind telling me why we're up here?"

"Well, I came up here to look at the stars and you're up here because you followed me."

"Well, aren't you extra snippy today?"

"It's what I do."

"Why are you sitting up here alone?"

"I like to look at the stars. This galaxy is always changing so it's nice to watch something that always stays the same."

"Oh, if you put it like that it almost doesn't sound crazy."

"Skyguy!" She protested.

"Anyway, speaking of the stars, do you know any of the constellations?"

"Well, I know that cluster of stars over to the right is Cassiopeia. Legend says that you can see it from far, far away. (See what I did there?) Sometimes I like to think that, on a distant planet, another girl my age is looking up at the same constellation and wondering if I exist."

"Don't be silly, Ahsoka. Everybody knows that this galaxy is the only one that can support life."

"I believe there's another planet. It's probably called something short and simple. Like... Earth."

"Let me guess, on this mysterious planet Earth they all know about us but think we're nothing but fictional characters. Wouldn't it be creepy if they wrote stories about our lives?"

"Yeah, that'd be completely creepy. The constellation next to Cassiopeia is Sadera. They named it after one of the first woman to fight in a war. Supposedly, it looks just like her eye."

"Back on Tattooine my friends and I would make up names for them. The one directly overhead is Froufroupoofpoof."

"Froufroupoofpoof?" Ahsoka fell to her side laughing. Anakin joined in and the two spent the rest of the night making up names for the constellations, but they didn't notice as, one by one, they started going out. On the other side of Cassiopeia, a man stepped out of a 1960's phone box.