Star watching.

"Mapping the stars."

"For physics?"

"Interest.

"Oh...uh...I am Thomas Marlow by the way." Tom held out his hand.

"Jeremiah Peterson," Jeremiah answered, shaking Thomas's hand.

Tom tried not to blush at Jeremiah's soft touch. It was hard.

Jeremiah gave a very small smile, hardly there, but there none the less.

Tom smiled back.

His eyes were soft aand gentle, although still empty.

Tom looked up at the sky.

Jeremiah watched him for a second, then looking to his started plan.

Tom sort of smiled up at the sky.

Jeremiah shook his head, deciding to leave.

Tom like that Jeremiah was here. It was somehow less...less...lonely.

Jeremiah turned away, but then stopped.

Tom looked down to Jeremiah.

Jeremiah was looking away to the side.

Tom examined him. Interested.

Jeremiah's hair and fringe framed his face perfectly and his dark green band matched the shade of his eyes to perfection. Every time his head moved just a little, his hair would move as well, flowing. He also had an earring in each ear, a small gold hoop.

Tom was almost entranced.

Jeremiah was well known as a loner, but he didn't always like it that way.

Tom liked how peaceful Jeremiah's face was. It calmed him down.

Jermiah closed his eyes for a moment, relaxed.

Tom tilted his head to one side as he watched.

Jermiah then opened his eyes, directly up to the stars, not moving.