Having been stood up (and stood others up) enough times in the past for Gaius to consider it a true possibility, there's a little bit of relief when familiar voice turns his attention from where he'd been idly watching someone set up a gigantic set of telescopes through the glass wall of the dome. "Hello," he says, raising his half-finished cocoa in automatic greeting.

His idleness had actually been alone, as well, and there are no voices in his head to guide him. It's his own common sense, then, that has him greeting her that simply, friend-like, for all that other instincts automatically war against it.

"Were you one for star gazing?"