So there they had it, the status quo. Sheik definitely didn't trust Mao, and his enthusiasm was disgusting to say the least; she didn't keep the disdain out of her face. But, for the time being, his information was sound enough when taken with a grain of salt - at the very least, until she could verify it herself. The villains of City Hall (who she'd actually been asking about) were tentatively responsible for bringing her here, and for whatever else was plaguing the city.

More importantly, though, she had a lead now. Enough of one that she didn't have to spend any more time around this self-proclaimed demon, at least. She had no love for someone who reveled in that kind of thing.

"... I see." After a moment, Sheik looked down to the fairy-girl perched next to her. "Come along. We've wasted enough time here." Rude, maybe, but she wanted to make her intentions clear to Aisling rather than just disappearing on her.