"It's pretty hard for most human-sized things to think about, unless they had fairies or pixies where they came from. And I like it better this way too. It's nice for people to see me and really... I don't know, see me." Fairies were always thought of as universally one dimensional - utilitarian, or advisors. They never had depth or emotions, and Navi was enjoying the fact that people saw her with layers. Feelings, and - it made her nearly glow with pride and pleasure to think of it - attractiveness.
"Oh, okay! It's psychological in nature." She liked light and airy kisses. They reminded her of soda - bubbly and sweet. She liked when he grinned, and made a promise to herself to get him to smile more. He seemed to be like many heroes - intense, driven, and focused. Sometimes, even heroes needed to laugh.
Then she was fluttering up to give him his proper good-luck kiss. She only flew up enough to press her lips to his, then she felt her body descend again. She was far too focused on how he felt to continue with flying. She felt her free arm go around his neck out of some sort of instinct, almost clinging. His tongue made her whimper faintly in the back of her neck, unexpected but not unwelcome. When their lips parted, her mouth was still faintly open, breath coming in short bursts.
"Goodness. Um. Um." She fanned herself and laughed, reaching out to straighten the lapels of his shirt. "Wow."