The way the redhead acted, Ariel was her name, wasn't it? was strange. She gestured instead of spoke, seemed to think that her actions should have deeper meaning. Maleficent hadn't had enough interaction with her to know what exactly was happening. Then it dawned on her.
"You can't speak, can you." She raised an eyebrow. "I thought you'd just been shy at the dinner. Nobody told me you have no voice."
There was a budding of sympathy in the fairy. She was missing a vital part of herself as well. She wondered what the girl's story was.
"You're going to the sea? But why?" She gestured toward the city behind them. "What can it have for you that the rest of this place does not?"