[The stars on deck often do that to Duke as well: back home on an open sea they're breathtaking, but here they're dizzying, a reminder of the enormity of possibility. Back home he'd wonder if there were other worlds around those stars. Now he knows, and contemplating it is both inspiring and terrifying.
Of course he's not the only one who feels this way. There are often other stargazers around the deck, although only one he knows of quite that small and dark and determined.
She's hiding the way River would. So instead of just calling out to her, Duke settles down to sit an arm's length from her, his legs crossed underneath him.]
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Of course he's not the only one who feels this way. There are often other stargazers around the deck, although only one he knows of quite that small and dark and determined.
She's hiding the way River would. So instead of just calling out to her, Duke settles down to sit an arm's length from her, his legs crossed underneath him.]
Pretty incredible, isn't it?