She felt relieved that his shivering had ceased. “Joey,” she repeated with a small nod. At least now she had a name to help her differentiate him from Ryan (and Joshua). It also came as a bit of an ironic twist of fate (were she to believe in such a thing) that the giving of a name was also calming her blood further. It was easier not to assign and attach unfiltered emotions this way.

“Fairy wings are invisible to humans and we only reveal our physical forms to very special humans,” she stated simply as she continued to look around as they moved slowly through the forest. Her eyes were no longer on his, so Valerie missed his terrified expression but it was apparent in the tremor to his voice. “There are and it was,” she nodded while focusing her eyes once more on the ground in search for her footsteps. There was little sense in going into further detail than that. Not when she had calmed the boy down and he was no longer shivering. A No Maj would be unable to see a dementor regardless. “You are with one of the chosen fairies of the fairy court. No harm will come to you,” she continued to assure him in her gentle tone, perhaps embellishing a bit now with ethereal undertones.

Stopping when he confirmed that he could not remember, Valerie’s brow knotted and hand tightened around her wand. Memory Charms? Had the level of exploitation sunk that low? She would hardly put anything past people who would throw a group of students (the majority under-aged) up against a dementor. She knew of at least one of her fellow competitors who could not conjure a corporeal patronus and yet those Dark creatures had been unleashed.

Shaking her head from these thoughts and others, the sixth year refocused on the boy. Memory Charms or perhaps other magic at work. A dementor's influence would not have erased (or sucked) memories out of a person and she was rather hesitant to assume that trauma would produce this sort of outcome. In whichever case, she was growing tired of idle chit chat (even if she was far more patient with children than others) and the feeling walking predictably right into another trap aggravating at best. “Joey, I’m going to perform a bit of fairy magic on you,” she informed him as she knelt down in front of him again with her grey eyes steadily holding his. Not knowing if his parents were out there still in the woods or how he had even come to be in the forest was unnerving and the Wampus was dissatisfied with leaving conversation there. Perhaps she could undo whatever enchantments they had placed on the boy. If they had indeed used a true No Maj boy they would have to Obliviate him at the end of this once more regardless, so she may as well find out all that she could. “I promise it will not hurt.”

Wand once more pointed at the boy, the sixteen year old rapped him smartly on the head. “SpeRevelio.”