Michale nodded, flashing Alex a smile for understanding that. He didn't want to think about the quiet he'd lost from his broken hand--it would heal, and he'd be able to play again, right? So, the stars weren't quite the same as music, but being out here, away from most people, able to just...look and see what was above him, know that somewhere out there were people like him, where he wouldn't be a defective freak of nature? Where he wouldn't have to hide and lie?

That gave him some peace, at least, even if he never found them. Right now, with Alex next to him, he didn't know if he wanted to find them. But, maybe, if he did...then Alex could meet them, too. Imagining that, traveling up there among the stars, with Alex? That was possibly one of his favorite non-sexual fantasies right now (though, to be honest, sex among the stars sounded pretty awesome, too).

"In the summer, Aquila and Cygnus, the eagle and the swan," he said promptly. "In the winter, Perseus and Andromeda." Which was a little bit sappy, but who didn't love a good happily-ever-after story?