"Hm?" She blinks, drawn back from her drifting thoughts to herself. Susan looks up at him, then around at the others in mild confusion that shifts to weary realization as she catches the swift look 'Bert and Alain trade with each other. She tries a smile, a little overstrained mayhap but there, but as she does she can almost hear the star-queen's gentle words.

(let them love you as they will)

"Mayhap a little," she admits, letting the smile fade. "I shouldn't be so distracted, though." Her glance shifts to Reepicheep. "Cry yer pardon - I lost track of the tale ye were telling."