Harley was almost swooning. "Fairy? Sounds nice." Her eyes flickered over the woman again, looking for a sign of wings. She didn't notice any, but that didn't mean they weren't there. "I bet bein' a fairy is a nice thing. Getting to be all pretty and granting wishes and stuff." She didn't seem to care that Maleficent had just basically admitted to not being depicted as the not very nice type of fairy.
"Evil is one' those terms that's gotta gray area," Harley replied, leaving it at that.
Upon mention of living quarters, the clown nodded, "An island, huh? I'm on an island, too. Kinda. There's a big ole piece of land there, gotta building on it that could house at least a few hundred people if it wanted to, an orchard, some stables for tha horse..." She hated that horse only because it was associated with The Doc, but she couldn't bring herself to let it starve. "Nice place if ya don't mind screamin', like I said earlier, an the view of a large fence. A bridge connects it to tha rest of tha land."