Gold glitter seemed to notate the Lady's leaving, kind of like the gold light that dimmed when Lady Lunafreya's life had left her. But he heard Madoka's voice which was a gentle shake out of wherever his head had just been.

Turning back to her, he shook his head. Why was he receiving gifts and kindness? He felt as if he deserved none of it. After all, the man he loved wasn't by his side so he wasn't sure what to do. However, his daughter was here with him and he showed her the feather.

"I don't quite know or understand. But it was the sort of same way I received the pink shell."