He nods agreement, and laces their fingers together. "I expect we both only want something light, anyway."

Fortunately, it's still early yet, and there aren't many patrons out and about just yet. Caspian gives the bowls of brightly wrapped sweets on the bartop a curious glance as they come to it, but otherwise ignores the decorations. "Good morning," he tells the bar, politely. "May we have a little breakfast to take out to the stables? Some coffee and tea and..."

He looks over at Susan, trying to think of what she might be able to stomach. "Perhaps some porridge?"