Lennon made a face at the notion of the leftover bugs being released in the house. "Quick," he said to Chase, "help me figure out how to make some kind of fine-mesh bag to wear over my head when I sleep." Even the thought gave him the heebies given the sheer number of bugs that had been in the house that time. Yeah, no thanks.
Two small butterflies went fluttering past, and he got his butterfly net ready. "I don't mind the butterflies so much," he said, carefully swooping the net down and catching one but not the other. "Still don't want 'em crawling all over me at night though."