Watching Pradnakt puts the sun behind her; after a little while, the part of the sky that she can see from there begins darkening to indigo, and the woman gestures for the girl to look behind herself.

She is cautious to turn, but, there's nothing suggesting anything bad is going to happen - not even her losing her balance and tumbling from the tree - so she follows the gestures, and-

Wow. Her breath catches just slightly. Because that is...

Possibly the most incredible thing she's ever seen.

Yeah. Not only is the sky a blaze of orange and pink, but dozens of installations scattered across the landscape reflect the color, too, glittering.

Ooh.

She suddenly doesn't care that these sculptures don't seem to have a purpose other than looking pretty, because...

Wow.

She isn't entirely coherent watching this, isn't sure she's fully processing this. Just knows that it's spectacular. And part of her doesn't want it to end.

It does, eventually, but nothing interrupts her in the meantime. (Daisy goes by, quietly, headed for the barn, but doesn't so much as glance at the tree.)

She half tracks Daisy, but she is mostly still staring at the sky. Then she looks at the sculpture below her. After a moment, she slides out of the tree and moves closer to it, touching the metal cautiously - almost as though she expects it to hold heat, not entirely sure how the phenomenon she just witnessed works.

Did that happen every (she searches for the right word) night?

Pradnakt appears at the edge of the roof and sits, legs dangling, looking slightly smug. She waits until she has the girl's attention and then signs - holds up two fingers; points to the horizon where the sun just set; holds one hand still, palm sideways and facing the girl, and moves the other, fisted, from above it to behind it; points behind herself; repeats the palm-and-fist sequence in reverse, the fisted hand rising from behind the other.

So...the star (she doesn't have a word other than that for it) goes down where she just saw, and comes up in the opposite direction?

She wonders if it coming up is as spectacular as it going down?

She watches Pradnakt to see what the woman intends to do now.

She considers, and then closes her eyes to communicate again.

I'm going to meditate next; I'll be up here for a while doing that. It's not very safe to interrupt me while I'm doing it, so talk to Daisy if you need anything - you should eat again, actually, I'll tell her to make you something.

Yes, ma'am, she nods, even if Pradnakt can't see her. She jerks at the suggestion of eating again. I'm fine, I- don't need anything more. Really.

What are you afraid is going to happen?

She doesn't know how to answer that. Just... Ma'am was so unpredictable. What was good one day meant punishment the next. But being a burden, taking more than she needed, that was never good. (She shudders, and wraps her arms around herself.)

She realises she hasn't said anything. Don't know.

She sends the impression of an understanding, if irritated, nod. It's important to me that I'm not like that; that's not going to happen here. It's normal to eat at least three times a day and you should probably be eating more often than that, if you have trouble eating much at once. If I'm going to keep you here I'm going to make sure you're getting enough to eat and drink and things.

She hesitates, that sounds...far too good to be true. She isn't, however, going to argue.

As you wish, ma'am.

Was that a cue to go back inside? Or can she stay here? It's interesting seeing the sky from this perspective.

You can stay there, I'll have Daisy bring it to you.

I am going to practice lightsaber forms - an impression of the red-bladed weapon - when I'm done meditating; you should go inside for that.

Yes, ma'am. She makes a note to keep an eye out for Pradnakt being done meditating so that she can obey that.

Until then, she's going to sit down and watch the sky, arms wrapped around her knees again.

The sky is cloudless, full of unfamiliar stars, with a pair of moons hanging overhead.

After a while, Daisy brings out a tray with a small bowl of bland mashed potatoes and a glass of milk, and pauses a little ways away to see if the girl would rather come and get it or have the droid approach her.

She would rather come and get it, with a quiet thank you, before retreating back to where she was sat.

Both are new flavours, but the mashed potato is...pleasant (and that's a new word to think of in terms of food), the milk is...very different. She's never had a drink that wasn't water before. It is not...bad. Just different. She still doesn't finish the mashed potato, but she manages a little bit more than she did of the eggs.

Daisy waits nearby while she eats, and then offers to bring the tray inside, again letting her approach rather than getting too close.

She looks at the tray, and then back at Daisy. "I- can do that? If you show me where things are?"

"Okay."

Leftovers get scraped here; tray gets wiped down and goes here; cup and bowl and fork are washed like so and go here and here.

She follows the instructions, grateful for something to do.

"Thank you," she murmurs when they're done. She looks at the door, but she's not sure how long Pradnakt meditates for, so she isn't sure whether or not she should go back outside.

Daisy sees her looking, and opens the door to check; the red light playing over her torso makes the answer obvious. "I can learn more words?"

She nods, now, she supposes, is as good a time as any to do that. There...should be enough words between them that she can manage that.

So, she'll go back to talking, trying to explain words - somewhat inexpertly, but enough to get the general meaning across certainly.

The droid retrieves a pad of paper and a tin of colored pencils from the cabinet before sitting down and offers them to her; that will probably help.