She nods in agreement. She's let her own lantern go a while ago, but hasn't wanted to go home, and is still watching as others let their own go.

"I've seen similar rituals all over the galaxy," she says. "Letting lights go down a river in tiny paper boats, firing arrows into the ocean, even dropping lighted coals down into wells. For letting go of troubles or making wishes or sending good thoughts into the world. This is one of the prettier ones I've seen, I think."