"And here is...here." Psyche sighs, reflecting that Susan is probably the last on Earth...or whatever world...who's likely to embrace the Disney spirit. "We're none of us sure of what exactly that means. This is..." she waves at the park, "well, it's the semblence, at least, of a place on Earth, built in the mid-twentieth century. I've been there before, decades ago, and it looks like it's grown since then, so this might be what it looks like now. Or in 2006, at any rate. Except there's...that." She indicates the void outside the gates. "Which means it can't be that place at all. And we haven't been able to find a way out."

She looks down and smiles awkwardly. "You, well, you see why I said it was a bit selfish of me to be glad you're here."