Connie, who had been digging through the many, many pamphlets on magic that had been handed to her next to Lea's bed, started when he woke up, some of the paper flying out of her hands. "Ah! Oh. Um. Hello. Hi. Sorry, let me get out of your way, I was just looking for a quiet place to read, um, sorry," she mumbles, gathering up her reading material. Noticing Lea looking intently at the window, she sighs, saying, "It's... kinda crazy up here, I know. I've been told I'll get used to it, but, um, the stars are different. That's the weirdest part, at least for-" At Lea's comment, her eyebrows shoot up, and she asks, curiosity piqued, "...if you don't mind me asking, which, um, you probably do, what do you mean by... that?"