"That's a special blessing, right?" His eyes are glued to the butterfly, as if he can't believe this is real either. He was fascinated when a butterfly perched on your nose, he couldn't believe his eyes, then he remembers that this is a part of the world you live in. "It's beautiful."

He wants to stroke it, but he doesn't want to spoil its magic. The butterfly seems to like hanging around you, anyways. "Can I take a picture?" He asks, holding up the camera that was always strapped to his shoulder.

The click of the camera takes you by surprise. You turn your head a little, but there's another click? He's taking loads of photos, trying to capture this moment before the butterfly flies away.