Seeing his tears, he won't admit it, but he wanted to share his condolences.
"No, it's my spirit energy. I can form it into butterflies. I'm sharing my energy with you to help you."
At that, he commands the glowing silver butterflies to land on his shoulders and hands and fly slowly around his head. They are swirly with a glowing light.
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"No, it's my spirit energy. I can form it into butterflies. I'm sharing my energy with you to help you."
At that, he commands the glowing silver butterflies to land on his shoulders and hands and fly slowly around his head. They are swirly with a glowing light.