The way Baby Tooth moved was a lot like a hummingbird, fast and fleeting. Her wings were almost like an insects wings, clear and transparent, but held a sheen of a cacophony of colors. Much like her feathers, too.

"Sort of," He replied, waving his hand slightly and forming a snowflake. "Humans don't have magic, not sure if they really need it. Unlike me, where I help shepherd winter in. There are a lot of us out there, spirits and creatures of lore. Magic remains unseen only to those who don't believe in us."

The snowflake flew from his hand and toward Yuna's face, if it were to hit her nose. A feeling of overwhelming fun and joy would take her. It how he made sure kids had fun even on snowy days.