Yes, really. The Balladeer rolls his eyes and doesn't respond to that question, because he knows whatever he ends up saying won't be at all helpful. He does pause to let her catch up, though. She's the one who has to figure out where they're headed.

"I...am certain that's true," he says with a wince. It could be, but he doubts it enough to say that. After all, he was in a crowd when he was taken and none of the others have shown up yet. Proximity doesn't seem to matter. But oh, there's an excellent distraction: Daine! The Balladeer turns to head towards her, waving. "I don't know her!" he explains to Asmodia, not bothering to try anything so specific as a name. "She's terrible with animals, she won't help at all."