"I'm Zara." She chirped, buzzing around the head of the one who called her pretty. 

Ayame finally caught up to her fairy and stopped in front of the large group that gathered, eyeing her fairy with a stern look. "Zara! Why did you fly away?" She asked, folding her arms across her chest, not looking at anyone else. Zara flew over to Ayame and sat on her head, sighing like a little kid does when scolded. The little fairy said nothing in response and played with Ayame's hair. She knew Ayame wouldn't stay mad at her, which is why she liked her human so much. Ayame pressed her lips into a flat line, and shook her head. 

"Sorry, guys... Zara gets excited easily." She looked up with her eyes, and smiled.