"I am well," she assures him. "Much better than I were, say true. And we've greetings for ye from Lord Drinian, who were pleased to hear news of ye."

Susan rises to her feet and gives the others a thoughtful look before she turns to Caspian. "That'd be lovely, thankee-sai. I can't see from here if they've aught, but Alain's fond of white tea and 'Bert of coffee more so--"

She glances automatically over toward the bar as she says it, and brightens. "-- and oh, Eddie's tending! He'll kennit, what they've been having this evening, I wot."