[ How... many people are going to be sneaking up on him. The day has yet to begin. Siffrin turns at the voice, reminded of Bonnie the moment he sees them (a child, child sized and rounded face, maybe not pre-teen but somewhere about that) and pauses, a small smile growing on his face. ]

I'm... used to instruments, like this. On a smaller scale. But the way they work is the same.

[ The large telescope, anyway. The astrolabes are about what they'd expect to find. ]

Though I don't think it's much help anyway. The charts don't map any sky I've seen before.