[Crap... Right, she's not supposed to see them here. But they could see the weird whatever-those-things-were in Celliwig, so it can't be a universal rule, can it? She gets reasonably distracted for a few seconds, thinking about those particulars, before realizing she needs to focus on her story.]

I... don't know what it was. I think there's ghost-like things that are visible but not exactly ghosts--which is why I thought I should study it. It's about as close as I'm going to get to seeing a real ghost!

[She really has no idea what she's doing here. Getting caught was not part of any plan she made, but she's rolling with it.]

[Taking a cautious look around, she crawls out of the bush fully and brushes off her skirt. Sadly, her hands also go to smooth down her hair, where she finds the broken bit of twig and pulls it free, flicking it off into the night.]

I think it was heading around the corner of the building when it disappeared... I don't know where it went after that.