"Ye were close, then," she murmurs, even as her heart sinks, remembering the night when Rilian had appeared in the bar and had
(forgotten his father's face)
not known Caspian, nor even his own name. Such a thing will only hurt Drinian to hear, it's obvious, and she's certain-sure it'll hurt Caspian even more to tell it. She tries to think of a way to spin the tale in a different direction, and smiles back at Drinian, gentle and warm.
"Just as the two of ye must be, I wot, with all yer adventures on this beautiful ship. I've only heard a few of them, but enough to see that plain as plain." She casts a teasing glance at Caspian. "Is yer friend as much a mischief as thee are?"
no subject
(forgotten his father's face)
not known Caspian, nor even his own name. Such a thing will only hurt Drinian to hear, it's obvious, and she's certain-sure it'll hurt Caspian even more to tell it. She tries to think of a way to spin the tale in a different direction, and smiles back at Drinian, gentle and warm.
"Just as the two of ye must be, I wot, with all yer adventures on this beautiful ship. I've only heard a few of them, but enough to see that plain as plain." She casts a teasing glance at Caspian. "Is yer friend as much a mischief as thee are?"