That's more the kind of answer she was expecting. Sure, the carnival changelings themselves might represent a 'rogue wyld fae', as Childermass so eloquently put it. But then what does that represent to the rest of the fae?

She's distracted from further contemplation by what Ignatius says next. One of their men...? What the heck is he talking about? She glances around, first at her companions and then back at the Ringmaster, to try and get a sense of whether they might have more of a clue than she does.