"Twelve. Both in my world and here. The signs here are the same as my world. But the rest of the constellations are unfamiliar. It's...very strange to see. So...here is a constellation I know, stars I have seen in my world."

He gently points her hand in a certain direction, toward the backwards question-mark that marks the head of Leo. As he points the knuckle of her pointer finger toward each star, he hums softly, not with any real tune, but to punctuate its position.

"But everything around it is new, strange."