They've asked a lot of Felih- and will ask yet more, G'raha's sure. At least they have some time to rest, right now- though really now it's his turn to be working hard. Just- give him a moment.

He glances at Felih out of the corner of one eye, and hums. "You know- I hadn't thought about it much, before. But it's entirely possible! At least one is centred on, well, the sparkle of the sun off star-tipped spires. Probably entirely poetical, as far as the tips go, though."