[Same deal-- after a moment, Dhaos nods. He's been doing this forever-- looking up at the sky to remind himself of home, maybe trying to spot his world amongst the stars. It may be a sad reminder that he would probably never return there alive, but it's somehow... calming.
Sometimes he could have sworn that Derris-Kharlan was growing dimmer and dimmer every night. But it was unlikely that any of the stars in the sky were Derris-Kharlan in the first place, so that was simply his imagination.]
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Sometimes he could have sworn that Derris-Kharlan was growing dimmer and dimmer every night. But it was unlikely that any of the stars in the sky were Derris-Kharlan in the first place, so that was simply his imagination.]