"Such a disappointment. I guess then I sould start on the next one."

I do not understand. Why am I a disappointment? I do not ask that. She is expressing something. But what?

"Why do you hang your head that way," I ask of her.

"You really do not understand. Too bad. Might have to unplug you."

She turns to the computer. I look out the window. I see. I see a star. It is tiny.

"Such a tiny star. I wonder if it question its existance," I say.

"What did you say?"

I repeat, "I wonder if it question its existance. That star."

"It doesn't"

"Why not? Does it think? I am not aware of things yet," I tell.

"Stars do not have minds like us. Why do you ask about that star?"

I explain, "I wanted to know. I am not sure about it."

I look at her. She smiles. For why, I yet to understand.