Star lowered to the banister as her hand became intertwined with Moon's and her head rested gently against her shoulder.

The Moon was meant to rise and fall, to wax and wane, around worlds, but stars were stationary in their places and thus Star did not usually come down in most situations unless it was necessary, or very important.

"You've feared the lesson you are now bound to teach, big sister. The same path you walk aside him, fearing to show him, fearing to know it is the same."

Her words were quiet in the wind, they could be piercing but they had a gentle solemnity that shown regardless.