I don't have any expectation or even real notion of the sensibilities of stars or fragments thereof. However, enough odd things have happened in my life that I'm cautious of adamancy (word?).

I bought a 64 Mustang from my brother in law after their daughter had gone off to school. Unbeknownst to me, my niece was mightily upset at the loss of her car. And in the first month that I had the car I,
1) put the car in a ditch
2) backed over a stump
3) scraped a fence

I had never come close to doing any of those things with any other car I'd had (or since). Made me feel that the car just plain didn't like me. Which made no sense to me whatever, until it occurred to me that the molecules of which all things are made share a great many characteristics. So there!

BTW we eventually became great friends. OK?