Again, apologies for my sucking with tagging!
When her curls were released she quickly brushed her hair down. She wasn't vain she just didn't want her hair sticking out like it was. Plus, the slight touch gave her the chance to rub away the very slight pain she felt from the tugging. When she finished she finally looked again at the tiny woman and still felt rather amazed at it all. Just what was she? And why was she so angered by her? Christine could not think on what she could have done to deserve the reaction. Especially given it seemed that her company did not seem able to speak.
She pulled her head back a little as she flew in front of her face. Still flying. Extraordinary. She was completely fascinated by this creature. As she floated there her eyes were drawn tot he garment covering her small body. Almost ruined. Christine may have been attacked by her but that did not mean she would not be polite or kind. So she tried her best to do what she could to seem peaceful. Not appear any sort of threat.
"Would you like me to see if we can find you a change of clothes?" Perhaps even back in the manor she had something that could be used.