I mean that relatively, (she explains, still looking up.) Star charts are different every time, obviously, but...
(Shrug.) Honestly, it all looks the same to me. I've never charted before. (Davenport did, though. Lucretia still remembers going through his notes while desperately ransacking his quarters during her cycle alone and finding stacks of neat star charts, one for almost every cycle until then. Perhaps it was a comfort for him. She never actually asked.
She looks away, and back toward Finn.)
Hey, I'm– sorry, this is pretty anti-social of me but I do really want to get a good sketch of this in before it fades, so I'll leave you to it if you don't mind?
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(Shrug.) Honestly, it all looks the same to me. I've never charted before. (Davenport did, though. Lucretia still remembers going through his notes while desperately ransacking his quarters during her cycle alone and finding stacks of neat star charts, one for almost every cycle until then. Perhaps it was a comfort for him. She never actually asked.
She looks away, and back toward Finn.)
Hey, I'm– sorry, this is pretty anti-social of me but I do really want to get a good sketch of this in before it fades, so I'll leave you to it if you don't mind?