"Okay, you see those three stars there, and the other three next to them? Totally Ember Celica. Now there's a constellation that packs a punch."
"Resistance was never an option for you, was it?"
"You know you love the puns."
"Maybe I do. Oh, take a look there. See anyone you recognize?"
"Ha, ha! Told you my little sister was a star. Look, it's even got the rose petals trailing behind her! Heh. You think there's a cookie constellation somewhere around here?"
"If there isn't, there's going to be."
"Ooh, ooh, see over there? It's us, taking down Roman's mech!"
"I can definitely see the soon-to-be-junk-pile if I squint, but where are we?"
"You gotta remember about scaling. Look, see, those four really bright stars?"
"Ah, yes. Clearly, the third one from the left is about to go supernova."
"What's the point in living if you can't light up the sky every now and then?"
"Mmm, speaking of points. That's Neptune's hair, right there, if I've ever seen it. And to be fair, it'd be hard not to."
"Having a hard time saying you're wrong. Oh, wow. I think those might be the most beautiful stars I've ever seen in my life."
"Which ones? Neptune's hair?"
"No, not those. Wait, you're telling me you can't see them?"
"Not at all, I'm afraid."
"I guess it sort of figures. You're probably the only person in the world who can't, now that I think about it."
"Which stars are you talking about, again?"
"Hee, hee. The ones in your eyes, kitten!"
" . . . you know, Yang, it's going to be awfully difficult for us to find constellations if we keep having to stop so I can kiss you senseless."
"Like I'd ever back down from a challenge."
Maybe it wouldn't be so difficult, after all. Yang's lips always left Blake seeing stars.
