Please, stop with the mumbling.
You know how I feel about the mumbling. Blahblahblahblah.
It's very annoying! I'm just teasing. You're adorable. I love you so much, darling.
I want to see the floating lights.
What?
I was hoping you would take me to see the floating lights.
Oh! You mean the stars.
That's the thing. I've charted stars,and they're always constant.
But these, they appear every year on my birthday, Mother. Only on my birthday. And I can't help but feel like they're meant for me. I need to see them, Mother. And not just from my window, in person. I have to know what they are.You want to go outside?