"No. She would've started talking by now if it was her." That's a bit of a relief, really, but Naoki also doesn't think she would choose to come here at all. This isn't a world where Aradia can become real.

The butterfly takes wing again and starts to flutter around, but it's even more clear now that it only wears the vague shape of one. Every few moments it's suddenly displaced a few inches in one direction or the other, turning its already twitchy and erratic flapping into an unnerving and chaotic display.

Then it wisps away back into smoke and into him once more.