Better to just come out and say it, Tristran. Rip off that band-aid quickly.

He takes a breath.

"She is a star, you see. She is the star I went searching for. Only, outside of Wall, she is a young lady as well." His heart is thundering with nerves, and he glances briefly towards his father, but then keeps his eyes more or less locked on the wooden floorboards beneath him. "But as soon as she crosses the wall, she becomes exactly what you believe a star should look like - that being a hunk of celestial rock."

He waits for the accusations of insanity, or plain disbelief.