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[lionsandsnow]

So when had "God save the Queen" become more than just the anthem?

That's what Edmund's been pondering-- an excuse for brooding the night away, really, since he knows he won't get the correct answer, a definite line to draw in time. He would stay in his head tonight if only he weren't getting that look from-- he had said it aloud, hadn't he?

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[practicality]

"Mmm."

She gave him a look that she hoped conveyed her interest, but her mind was already half-elsewhere. What should she even wear to the party? Times like this, Susan wished she had half her gowns in Narnia here in this world. Not that they were terribly practical, but she did miss them so.

[lionsandsnow]

Susan had never truly said no to showing up, but Edmund thinks we gets the clue now. He continues to talk about Matthew and Thomas- kids his age and how they weren't doing all they could to keep a good formation during the practices. He talks more about rugby things, knowing Susan isn't paying any mind. "And I think we're getting a new captain- older bloke."

[practicality]

She nodded absently, faintly remembering boys Edmund's age who acted so much like children (which perhaps was how Ed himself would have acted had they not gone to Narnia - but that was so long ago she wasn't quite sure she could remember him acting his age). Susan watched her brother talk, and caught his last words fully and asked, "Well, why can't they just get you for a captain? I think you're qualified enough."

[lionsandsnow]

"Don't be silly, Su'. I'm not nearly big enough." Because that's all that mattered here in the men- bulk. Well-- in the boys, too, it seemed.