"To be fair, it was in your blind spot." Angie didn't move too much as she held the moth aloft, getting a good look at it herself. "Its color certainly stands out." The bright green was hard to miss, if the sheer size of it wasn't noticeable. "I think I might be captive now." Angie chuckled. She was in no real rush anyway, still enjoying the heat of the lepidopterarium. Ang had arranged to stay in Britain until at least the new year and this might become her new haunt to keep the chill of the winter out of her bones. It had been a while since she'd wintered somewhere cold and she wasn't exactly looking forward it. Still there were bigger reasons for her staying home this winter and she could handle it.