"You will not go back," the ghel said. "I am sorry, but you really cannot go back like this; you will be more at home here from now on."
All the ghels looked at George Seeling with sad, limpid stares. They were silent. There wasn't any more to be said. Nothing that they could think of.
And George Seeling, squatting there, gazed back at them with big, saucer eyes.