"Yeah, like we've been magically whisked here sans clothes by their freaky gods to help them." It's what she's been told but she's got no real intention of getting more involved than necessary. She'll help, especially where it counts, but she's not gonna be some Mother Theresa paragon of humanity for a bunch of people she doesn't know.

Harley leans in close to match Ed's energy because the idea of being conspiratorial about basic shit is entertaining to her. "Well, vampires and werewolves for starters. Little kitties with wings, and various species classified as 'monsters.'"