Don't worry, you don't have to do anything.

[The butterfly itself flutters up above him, circling over his head. It's nothing really complicated. At least she doesn't think so.]

It's part of me. Sort of like...another set of eyes? [Its part of her consciousness.] I'll be able to see if anything bad shows up here. Though I'm hoping we don't get any more strange surprises like... whatever these sand people are.