Though others have hurt you and rejected you and forsaken you and your new knowledge in so many ways, you know it would verge on selfishness to keep Crimsona Major to yourself. All the joy he has brought you! What could he bring to others, if you could figure out a way to share him? The other students, the tutors and professors--they don't understand, they can't understand, and so they must be forgiven. They need your help. Everyone else in the world suddenly seems like a child to you. Your heart swells with love for them. How easily love comes to those who are loved. You never knew life could feel like this.

You ask Crimsona if he is okay with this.

I LOVE YOU

ANYTHING YOU DO

You assume he was a poet or bard in his time. He has a real way with words.

With this consent, you decide indeed to write your final thesis on the topic of Crimsona Major--'The Science of Individualised Constellations'. It is a working title, and you will need more research. You consider your options. You could try to push Crimsona's abilities further, or you could try to make your classmates understand him at last. The very fact they can see him on your arm suggests the potential for more. Perhaps he could speak to them. More research is required. What to do?