That's quite alright dear :)
Tinker Bell watched the human woman, waiting for a reaction if some sort, and there didn't really seem to be one. Pixies were known to feel only one emotion at a time, so if the pixie was angry she could feel no remorse or compassion until the anger in her had ceased to exist. Right now, Tink was fascinated by the kindness she was receiving from the woman, finding that completely unexpected. Peter at least wouldve scolded her for being so unruly, but he wasn't there. Nobody was. That made her feel sad all over again, her shoulders slumping and wings drooping as she hovered there. Of course that faded away in a moment, back to curiousity when the woman offered to find her clothes to wear.
Tink was small, only three inches in height and she was rather curvy on her top and bottom and not really so much in the middle, having more of an hourglass shape. She shook her head at the woman, not really trusting her yet. Perking back up, Tinker Bell began to shake her whole body, covering the woman in gold fairy dust, and once the shaking stopped, Tink lifted a tiny finger and pointed at a temple. Think. Then Tink smiled wide and pointed at her smile. She hoped the woman would get it. It had been so long since she'd made someone fly.