Pizza? Pizza was good, and if he took care of the fairies too, then he must be alright. Rufio nodded. He'd let Harry help him, if he wanted to. "Good. Games should always be fair," he said, mostly to himself, looking out over the City for a moment before he shrugged, getting up and standing on the edge of the building.
"Don't be sorry," he said firmly. "Tinkerbell probably did something to keep me from finding it. Or something. I dunno." He was still sure that that was why he was here in the first place, and why now he couldn't get home. Tinkerbell could be crafty about her revenge when she was really upset.
Rufio stepped off the edge, dropping for a moment before he got a better grip on his happy thought and rose back up, taking a deep breath as he refocused, a small grin pushing his lips out. It was kind of hard to stay too angry when were flying, the feeling was exhilarating.
"We'll get back. This is just a game, and I always win the games," he said, bowing midair to the fairy out of respect, and thanks for the ability to fly now. "I'll wait for you then. Goodnight, General." He turned and pushed himself through the air, free falling for a bit before he caught himself, unable to help but laugh at the sensation as he headed for home.