“Hey... hey!”
“Hmm?”
“Shh! Look!”
“What?”
“Over there, at the gate.”
“Oh! It’s her again...”
“Yeah - hey don’t stare!”
“Huh? But you said--”
“It’s rude to. Don’t look now, there’s her escort...”
“So it is...”

A space of perhaps a few hundred yards... but it might as well be a few hundred miles. Though the gates lie open, the barrier remains. A barrier impenetrable by either side... we may only peer dimly through it.

“I wonder what’s up with her, anyway?”
“I don’t think that’s for us to think about. C’mon, playtime’s almost over.”