"A little bit of both." After all the questions Ange asked, she has absolutely no problem with Toph doing the same in return. It's only fair. "They're not fully sentient or anything. But if I don't tell them what to do, they'll just generally fly around aimlessly, or sit around somewhere like right now."

She moves a little closer to the other girl and the magical constructs, squatting down to be on a more even level. With a flick of her wrist, one of the butterflies flies up, landing on top of Toph's hand.

"They're pretty good for whenever I need to keep an eye out. They're at least smart enough to warn me if something approaches, anyway."

A slight pause, and then Ange seems to realise something enough to add: "I guess it's kind of like what you're doing with your power in that way."

Sensing stuff that you might not see yourself.