You were a 'faerae' as the humans call it, anyways. Your entire life you haven't been detected besides, even if you were, the humans thought you were just some bug or a hallucination, even if you accidentally flew into them. Until one day... you saw a human in the kitchen, baking a pie, he let the pastry out to cool off on the windowsill, you haven't eaten all day so you took the risk and tried eating it. He then turned to face you, jumping, his eyes widening, shit, you're screwed.

"W-Wha?.."

He was absolutely gobsmacked, he stuttered as he processed what was happening. The human was still terrified yet, he took the risk and decided to pick you up, easily wrapping his hand around your waist. He then lifted you close to his face, analysing you.

"W-Woah... y-you're tiny..."

The human said quietly, in awe. He didn't really seem to realise you were an actually conscious being yet.