Sharon goes, smiling at him, and precedes him down the little path towards the den –

Then stops short with a surprised gasp as the light flickers into life in the tree and the bushes around them. She turns, her face uplifted to the tiny gleaming lights, too astonished to do anything but look around. In the early evening dimness, the twinkling points of light make it look like they're surrounded by thousands of fireflies.

"What's all this?" she asks, finally, delighted as she turns to him. "Did you do this? Baby, it's so pretty."