[It's actually Baby Tooth that spots jolly old Saint Nick first. Must be those sharp eyes trained to spot teeth from yards away. She chirps in excitement and flies around his head but not before a certain winter sprite's voice interrupts here.]
Baby Tooth, don't go flying off like that...!
[Jack stops short when he sees North, everything coming back to him. Being chosen, the tooth race, the disaster that was Easter...North's disappointed face. He slows down his descent, hugging his staff close to him.]
Uh, h-hey, North...I wasn't expecting you to show up...
here's your blue eyed boy wonder, North
Baby Tooth, don't go flying off like that...!
[Jack stops short when he sees North, everything coming back to him. Being chosen, the tooth race, the disaster that was Easter...North's disappointed face. He slows down his descent, hugging his staff close to him.]
Uh, h-hey, North...I wasn't expecting you to show up...