She lowers herself to the ground beside the star-queen, Lady Liliandil, and draws her knees up so that she can wrap her arms loosely around them. But oh, that feels too much like hiding, and in the next moment she shifts to sit cross-legged instead, her hands at her sides and light on the soft grass.

"I'll cry their pardon, then, for distressing them," she says, even as she struggles with the thought of stars weeping. "And yers, Lady Queen, if I've -- if I've offended ye or caused ye upset in any way. Any way at all."