She smiles back at him and allows herself to draw a final quick breath of the fresh air of this place before she walks through the door into the quiet buzz of the bar at the end of the universe.

Cuthbert's seated at one end of the couch she usually chooses, a burning cigarette loose in his fingers, and Alain's in the armchair beside. As Susan steps onto the room's floor, 'Bert's head snaps up, his keen gaze fixing on them in an instant.

"Brace yerself," she murmurs to Caspian, and gives them both a smile and a wave.