[The butterfly lifts into the air, flying in happy circles, before settling onto Diarmuid's shoulder.]

He says it's nice to meet you too! We are always together here. It's weird... For some reason he doesn't follow me home. He came with me from home, but doesn't follow me back anymore. I don't understand...

[The boy's forehead wrinkles are he thinks about why that is, but after a moment he shrugs it off. Maybe someday he will figure it out.]