[For a moment she's quiet. Of course she's aware of the things around her. But in a distant kind of way until now. It's natural and unintentional, springing from her emotions and overflowing into all the reality around her. With a breath, she tries to reign it in a little, to contain it. But telling her heart to to calm down is easier said than done.]
My emotions are a little wild at the moment. [As though it's an explanation to what is happening. But in a way it is, it's easy to understand what the problem is.] My heart can't calm down. [It's out of control, and her powers are reacting, outpouring in the same way that her tears are. A couple of the butterflies vanish however, disintegrating in the air, the rest drawing near herself while she makes the attempt.] I thought it was better if I stayed away from the apartments and things.