Alex doesn't think that's especially cool - she was never one for science - but she likes that he thinks it's cool. Every new thing she learns about him makes him feel more familiar, more like she has a complete picture of who Kyle is. It makes everything about him even more comfortable than it already is.

She crouches next to him, admiring the butterfly. Very gently, she reaches out one finger towards it, and instead of flying away, it lets her ease it onto her finger for a few seconds before it flaps back to its leaves.

"My mother used to take me to catch them in the summer." Even if she can't tell him her mother's real name or where they really went to catch butterflies, she wants to tell him something true about herself.