[ Toothiana doesn't so much walk as hover, really, but she'd been flitting by the boy all the same. She's entirely in her element in this heat so it hasn't slowed her down in the slightest. Not much does.

The only reason she stops at all is because it'd be rude to ignore him and, well- Soon as Wyatt gives a flash of his pearly whites, a swarm of mini-fairies descends upon his mouth. They're a glittering, chittering bundle that poke and prod at his teeth. ]

Girls! Girls! Please, we're professionals-! [ She waves her hand at the tiny duplicates of herself, huffing slightly as they disperse. ] Oh, goodness, I do apologize for that! I'm the Tooth Fairy, see, and so teeth are kind of our thing. [ A beat. ] Yours are beautiful, by the way.

[ She'd like to inspect them herself, honestly, but she has the self-restraint to hold back on that. For now. ]