"The wings are all wrong," Skellig says bluntly. "That is not the way that they move when they go to take flight. They reach, pull for the air, not act tucked as if they are in a dive. They would end up in the water in a spiral, like that."

He glances closer at the art.

"And the shadows are wrong on the water, based on how the sun is moving... and the wind is blowing the reeds opposite the branches above."

He sips at his wine. "I have quite a fondness for birds," he offers as explanation. "And flight."