Of course he does. If it's a passion of his best friend's, well... "Heh."

Ah, the stars. "Oh, yeah," he comments quietly, craning his neck to look upward at the fake, beautiful sky for a few seconds, then--speaking plenty without a single word--simply crosses his arms and rests his head on Roadhog's stomach again. It leaves only the flame-licked ends of his hair pointed towards the stars, and he glances over Mako's face for a few seconds before closing his eyes.

Why would he want to look at the same old stars when he finally has his friend back?