[Her gasp is obvious, Aranea nearly dropping her things as she hurries over to one of the glasses windows, careful not to touch in case it somehow disturbs the magic. But she needs to see, half hoping that perhaps a merfolk will swim by.]

Oh there's only so many times you can look at the sky before you have all the constellations memorized. This though, this is gorgeous. [She half turns to him, gracing him with a beaming smile] Thank you Arthur.