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Probably not all of them, but most of them, sure.

[ He was diligent in his studies. Hidden exam results or not, he didn't earn the name Scholar He for nothing. ]

Hm? [ A glance, and he moves where he's standing at her side so that he can be a little more behind her, squinting to where she points. ] ... First Imperial Guard, one of the eight guardians in the left wall.

You don't need to be so modest.

[That modesty of his is probably part of why he only got 444 lanterns. Should have been more!

Anyway, she looks up, leaning back a little and settling against his chest, since he's more behind her. It doesn't seem to bother her at all, but then, she's accustomed to hanging off him.]

What about... that one?

[She points at another star at random, fully expecting him to know exactly what it is.]

It isn't modesty so much as it is simple fast. My studies were not focused on the stars. [ Ming Yi was the Earthmaster, after all, and He Xuan took on the waters while Hua Cheng ruled the land when it came to ghosts. He focused on numbers, trades, mercantile work.

But his memory for the stars stays, anyways, even as Qingxuan leans back into him. The thought to step away occurs to him, but - he doesn't. Even with the stone sinking, slow, in his chest. ]

The Hairy Head of the Baihu.

They might not have been focused on them, but you still know their names, anyway.

[Honestly, it's impressive.

Then, looking to another grouping not too far off - ]

That must be... the Baihu's stomach?

[ SHRUG, after so many years of being rejected at the exams as he was, He Xuan doubts serious praise often.

But he glances to where she's referring to, giving her a slow blink. ]

It is, actually. Good guess.