Marie in the funhouse(though it might be argued that Marie is a self-resembling image that エラ has built into her own 機械) staring through closed lids at everyone out there she is thinking of (and she thinks a lot, about a lot of people, all the time... since it -is- after the end of the 世界 for her, time is at least 4x as large as it is for us, or as it is for our friends the blessed living frogs, who sit out on the lawn at 夜, after the lawnmowers are done and as the 暗い空 drops 光水, happy that they can see above the short grass again).
