Rhea'li's grasp on astronomy is still rather shaky despite having been amongst the stars, so an ear flicks at mention of unfamiliar terminology. The way Crowley speaks, there's something about it that reminds him of the long lived dragons. Speaking of things long past as though it were yesterday, of experiences that shorter lived things could not possibly grasp in its entirety.

"What did you do before you were drawn here?" The corner of his mouth curls up into a small smile. "Not a gardener, surely?"