His face, curtained by waterfalls of silver that glowed in the light of the full moon, blocked her view.
His eyes roved down her prone form before rising back up to settle on her face.
"You are on the ground."
She cocked a brow.
"I am."
His eyes narrowed. "Why?"
"I was watching the stars."
A bit of playfulness bent her features.
"Or at least I was before your big head got in the way."
He scoffed.
"The One's head is not large. It is properly proportioned."
"And yet, it's somehow large enough to block the whole sky from my view."