I am certain of it. A wish is only the possibility that we make come true with our own wills. The stars just help.

[Totally out of her ass on that one, but it sounded poetic enough. Vira-Lorr really should have kept hers generic like Makoto's, to leave herself open, because who could say what would happen in the next few months. But she didn't. Her eyes picked one out and she wished 'I wish to find love, perhaps with this girl.' She was, admittedly, starting to crush a little on her own, and having to remind herself what a century or two had taught her, especially the last two years, about leaping in without looking. She could hold back when it was her heart, but she certainly was the romantic sort to get her hopes up.]

I just want to stay here resting my head against you for a while. This is ... really nice, Makoto. Thank you for tonight.