one day, Binah would like to watch the stars with you. but what if there are no stars anymore, by the time she leaves the Library? perhaps they've all been burnt out, and the moon has been too cold for her liking, ever since she became enraptured by your warmth. perhaps they were harnessed for their energy. perhaps some great monster ate them up for supper. she can't bear to see you disappointed, after you waited so long to see the night sky again.
maybe, instead, you'll see the fireflies together. they're almost like stars, after all, except they hover and land on your fingertips, winking and blinking in an almost cheerful pattern. they only appear in sparse areas in the Outskirts, where the dry grass has overgrown up to your waist. getting there alone would be a struggle and a half. but Binah thinks it would be worth it, to see dots of light on your face accompanying your happy smile again.