"Yuugo?" He hums softly with interest, glancing briefly back to her with a raised eyebrow. "You should tell me about them sometime." He can tell there's something about this person that Carly's been drawn to, and they sound like someone who can hold an interesting conversation.

As they rise up to the top, though, his eyes meet the sky once more, and when Carly gives him the cue, he removes his glove and extends his hand to the stars. The act feels oddly freeing in a way, like he's reaching back up home, a home he's never been to. His heart pounds slowly in his chest.

He does not, admittedly, expect the stars to reach back.

Yuusei's eyes widen in surprise, and then they fill with awe as his fingers move, swirling specks of light in the sky like ripples of water. This is beyond a description words can provide, truly marvellous and unable to be recreated. It is, as Carly said, magical.

He blinks slowly, appearing as if he's lost in a wave of comfort he's content staying within only to realise he should take in as much of this moment as he can. His body is relaxed aside from the tension of reaching up into the sky. He's... He feels good. More than good. He couldn't describe it if he tried.