The boy with that galaxy hair, evidently, looked at her like she was the galaxies edge and he couldn't wait to explore her.
Her every star, her every solar system - the very back corners of her mind. Her.
Ever since he was little, Michael Clifford had this "imaginary friend". As the time went on she wouldn't disappear, whatever he did she wouldn't go away. She made him do bad thing, she even leads him to killing the people he knows and loves. But she was just imaginary right? It was just his imagination. Maybe this imaginary friend wasn't so imaginary.