"I do," Caspian tells him. Tells them both. He considers them: Cuthbert with his tight jaw, Alain with his lazy voice and keen glance. Both of them trying their best.

He'd have deferred to them, before. But no longer. Though they may not stand ka-tet, still they're in this together. "I'm also not certain a night spent out in the forest, dwelling on the past, will help as much as you hope."