"Butterflies." Just a second. It's not a word that comes up often, where she's from. "Oh, yeah! Yeah, they're pretty. I've got a soft spot for dragonflies, personally." Certain people keep trying to tell her those aren't real, but she's not buying it.

Blaze drags her gaze down to him, then to ask cheerfully, "What's the occasion? Or are we just scaring off evil spirits for the hell of it?"