Sky's eyes sparkled a little with the awe and delight of Tinkerbell flying. Watching the small sprite move with a grace that must be 'magic', in that it defied what she knew of science outright. Sky didn't care, it was wonderful anyway.

She moved her hand a bit closer to eye level, easier to talk to the sprite if they weren't hurting their necks to see each other. "Fascinating," the word was filled with childish interest, removing any scientific or analytic feeling from a word science claimed as its own. Merely a word repeated after hearing it enough at home, and given a new life. "Tinkerbell suits you too," Sky added, smiling energetically.

"Why are you out here all alone?" It was a fair question, Sky was asked similar when she arrived.