"Everyone at Oxford?" asks the goat with a derisive snort. "That's news to me. That's probably news to Oxford, too."

She seems to take Sunshine's departure from the wall as a sort of small victory -- or perhaps a challenge. She stays on top of the wall, but picks her way to the point closest to Sunshine as if to ward her off if she tries to sit back down. Peter's expression goes distant and uncomfortable as the goat moves as far away from him as she's been yet, and the goat lifts her head to look over her shoulder at him as Peter takes a reluctant step forward to relieve the cold aloneness that had begun to snake its way through his chest.

"Or that you're a mindless drone," Peter quips back at Sunshine.