Tinker Bell was satisfied with the dress, and would definitely have Christine make more of them if the woman so chose, because the craftmanship was so good. Tink had never had anyone do something so nice for her, either, so that was always a bonus. Christine was going to be a great friend. Perhaps Christine would like to try flying again, soon. That was something that could be done inside as well as outside, mostly it was safer inside since there were softer things than concrete and grass, but that was for the person to decide.
When Christine sat down next to her on the bed, Tink looked up at her and smiled, nodding her whole head so that the action seemed exaggerated in a way. She moved to stand, wings flapping so that she was airborne, turning to face Christine, so that they were looking at each other and so that the woman could read her lips, "Tell me about you." Tink mouthed, wanting to know a little about her new friend.