"Alright, what about that one," Dick pointed into the sky, trying to hold on to the blanket with his other hand. "What's that one called on Tamaran?"
Kory stared for a moment, reorienting her constellations to Earth. "That one," she said softly. "Is named for my grandmother. We call it Talathi – little Talathus because it's just a pin prick in the sky to us but it burns so brightly."
She settled back into the blanket and laid her head on Dick's shoulder. The cold of the concrete roof was starting to seep through their blanket but she didn't care, as long as they were together looking at the stars.
"Named for your grandmother," he murmured, rolling it over in his mind as he stared at it. Had they named one after Kory when she'd been taken or was that a right reserved only for those who died?
Kory interrupted his thoughts, "Do you know what it's called here, Dick?" Her eyes flicked up to him.
He nodded but didn't answer, still staring at the star he'd pointed out. Dick blinked and looked away to look down at Kory.
"Yeah, it's part of the Seven Sisters constellation."