The girl smiles at her, eyes warm and the curve of her lips gentle. "How could I be lonely?" she asks, and sweeps her hand to gesture at the skies, where the stars collect so thickly it looks as though they'd been spilled from a cup. "I have my kin. My friends here in this land. And all the many worlds to watch over."

Her gaze, as it falls back on Susan, is sweetly pleased by her concern, though she's swift to soothe it. "Do not worry for me, Daughter of Eve. I am content."