Aislin tried for a smile. "Actually," she said with a tiny laugh, "I'm probably going through the least of you all right now... at least I haven't been hurt, or threatened." She considered Marcus' question. "Oh, let me see. It was probably around sometime last month, or maybe about two months ago. I've lost track... anyway, my superiors created some false records for me so I could go unnoticed. They sent me here after picking up on supernatural activity in the area, which could only mean you guys. I admit..." she squirmed in her seat. "I admit I was kind of excited to confront you. I wanted to impress my superiors and start the war they wanted. But I guess my emotions got in the way." Aislin shrugged. "Regardless, I'll probably be in a huge amount of trouble for telling you all this. But I'm not going back, so it doesn't matter."