"If I want them and I can have them then why wouldn't I take them? Others can see. If they give me a good reason to show them," the way that John looked was strangely disheartening, he seemed so sad at the idea of not being able to see the stars. Why? Did he really mind that much if Marcus was to steal them. With a frown, he tilted his head back, feeling a little annoyed that John hadn't applauded his plan. "Well, you can't go anywhere. Not now, not ever. You're mine now so you have to stay here with me."

Yes, that came out more childishly than he intended but he didn't like all the fantasy nonsense. But, well, he guessed he could kind of see it. With an annoyed huff, he dropped his head back down to look at John. "I'd let you see them even if I stole them. Is that better?"