Oh, mad scientists, probably. [Comes a sudden voice from just over Al's shoulder. There's an older man leaning over behind him, examining the same monstrous butterfly he is- there's a little quirk of a grin on his face, but nothing else immediately suspicious or threatening about him, despite seemingly appearing out of thin air.]

They always think up the craziest stuff. Kinda amazing, isn't it? People can't just be satisfied with nature on its own.