[Sitting on a bench beside you, holding a star in his hand. He sighed at himself before he leaned back against the bench, looking up at the big window in the roof above the tree, looking at the stars.]

"Do you like the stars..?"

[He mumbled without looking over at the person beside him. He then made the star fade into glowy particles before looking over at the person finally.]

"You're quieter than usual.. What seems to be the problem?.."