She repeats the word, testing the feel of it on her tongue, her accent already leaps and bounds better than it was before. It's not a word she recognizes, but it's pretty and she likes the sound of it. It's unfair how beautiful he can make words sound. He could call her a raccoon or a dumbwaiter and she would probably enjoy it just as much.

"Mi estrella? What does it mean?" Yes, she added 'my'. She added her own possessive.