She accepts it and blots at her eyes, then manages a little smile for them all. "I'm just glad I were able to talk Reepicheep out of being here," she says, not quite answering Caspian's question. She can feel the weight moving heavy up her bones, can see the orange gleam that heralds the rising moon to come.

"He'd have been that upset, he would." Cuthbert chokes back a disbelieving laugh.