he stares studiously at her silver feathers as they glitter like tiny diamonds have been glued onto her wings , tracing his eyes from the silver high arch silhouetting between her shiny hair above both her collar bones then plunging straight down to the very tiny fuzzy shiny feathers trailing onto the dark planks like a queens evening dress train as tilly smiles brightly , nodding with a goofy tilt of her skull afraid to spoil the magical moment .