''You're staring at him again,'' He smiles ''I'm not'' Ara replies, ''Simply just gazed over in a direction and he was there.'' ''Then why was that look on your face?'' The boy questions ''What?'' She asks. ''What look?'' ''You look a certain way when you see him,'' He informs. ''You look at him and it's like you're staring at some sort of galaxy.'' ''And?'' He looks down and back up with a cheeky smile, happiness dancing in his eyes. ''You love galaxies...''