They lay with a faded towel beneath them on the landing of the fire escape in his mom's apartment. The dark sky is blanketed with tiny dots of light. She loves how the stories are etched in the constellations, forever preserved in the sky.
"See that star there?" she murmurs to the darkness.
"Uh-huh."
"It's Sirius. The dog star."
"You know too much, Wise Girl"
"And you've got as many brains as a lump of kelp."
"Hey! Don't insult the kelp! It has feelings too!"
"Percy. Kelp is a plant. It can't feel."
"You're lucky I love you, Wise Girl."