I crossed my arms in front of me, and looked at him oddly, “Why are you taking pictures of the sky in the middle of the night?” 

"Why are you still awake?” He repeated his question as if avoiding my question

“I just saw a light flashing in the sky so I came here to check.” 

"Okay." That was all he could reply to. He then continued pressing on his camera, and I quietly watched beside him. Silence followed and I decided not to ask further.

"Every time I can't sleep, I go here and take a picture of the stars. I love astronomy, and I love taking pictures." He...