"Coffee, too, in the other," Susan adds, as Alain accepts the tea with a nod of thanks. "If ye'd like, 'Bert."

She doesn't miss Caspian's glance, and gives him a small reassuring nod. "I've no secrets from them," she reassures him, softly, before turning back to Cuthbert.

"Aye, visions; but more of a bad dream than aught else." She puts all the certainty she can in her voice, and is not entirely surprised when it doesn't work. Cuthbert frowns. "Why don't you let us be the judge of that?"