Macavity's lips part in what might be a smile. "How do you know it's the sun, as in Sol? For that matter, what makes you think that it's actually any kind of star at all?"

He shrugs. "I suppose I must agree with you on that matter, although I find it doubtful that there would be people who would know any more than us, except for the cat and the rat, and they don't seem the type to give straight answers without...persuasion." as he speaks, he sheaths and unsheathes his claws to demonstrate.