She hangs back every once in a while, not far enough to make one of the adults that have accepted her into their group look for her worriedly, but far enough that nobody will turn towards her and talk to her, to look at the odd gears in the walls.

...Some of them look like they're just free and out in the open and - a quick glance around - if they belong to someone the person sure isn't watching her right now, at least not by what she can see. Nobody seems to be watching her. There are a couple of trick-and-treaters in all directions, but they are all preoccupied otherwise. A few adults too, and the guy from earlier today with the Big Secret - a photographer, huh? She has absolutely no interest in him knowing that her and that cat are the same, so she'll treat him like she doesn't know him. Him and the other adults seem to not be looking either, though. She isn't thinking further than that at the moment, about that there might be other guarding mechanisms less obvious to her.

She quickly leans down to pick up a pebble from the side of a building and swings around to in one smooth motion toss it between the gears. Maybe that will do something with them. ...And then a few more, if nothing happens. Just for good measure.