Oh? They only have themselves to blame if the Heavens look bad! That's not our fault!

[Sheryl shakes her head, a frustrated look so easily plastered all over her face. Her fingers holding the teacup are starting to tighten up a little.

Keeping quiet is not her style... and she sighs. Convincing, though? She can try to do.]

So what you're really saying is that I should be sneaky and gather supporters, right? I can't make a public fuss over this or else those fools will notice and ruin things for everyone.