Instinct would have him slide his arm around her, but he doesn't. Gale is content to just be close to her for now, looking up at the sky with curious eyes. His father has shown him some of these things before, but it's been a good, long while and by now, he's forgotten a lot of it. It's interesting, endearing really, to watch Lydia point out all the constellations like this. There's a light in her eyes as she does, one that has nothing to do with her powers as a daughter of Aphrodite, and Gale finds himself fighting not to fall into it, directing his eyes instead to follow where she points.

"You like looking up at stars, huh?" he asks simply, looking up at them with mild interest. "I haven't really stopped to look at them since my dad died."