The Spirit Sage!

Alright, so maybe this stranger was a bit quiet. But he seemed very at peace where he was. For a moment Alarik considered just walking away, leaving the other male to enjoy whatever it was he was doing. But in the end his curiosity won out and he stepped a bit closer, settling on his haunches and looking up at the sky too. Alarik was the dreamy type, so he'd spent plenty of nights gazing up at the stars. But this stranger looked at the stars with a different sort of intensity.

And so, quietly, he asked "What are you looking at?" Perhaps the male would tell him what was up there. He might even learn something new. "I've admired the stars before, but never like that," he said, keeping his voice a whisper. He felt like anything above a whisper would be rude, somehow.