Emma hadn't realized there was going to be a lunar eclipse until she looked up on her way back to the room from the kitchen, but when she did, her pattern-seeking mind got one of those flashes of inspiration she associated with the Moon. This close to the buildings there was too much artificial light for what she wanted to see, so she went in search of a better vantage, only to find Sunny where she'd thought to go.

Because it was Sunny, she didn't move on to somewhere else, just gave a little more space than she would leave if they were intentionally hanging out together, and sat down on the ground. She pulled a journal – complete with Madonna Inn logo on the cover, and pages only fit for writing things down and the roughest of sketches – from her bag, and looked up at the night sky as she started to jot notes and catch up with her thoughts.