Susan nodded, glancing at the passersby as she drew herself up. The queenly bearing she'd had in Narnia returned to her for a moment. "He does look like you, very much." The cursing made her brows raise and she almost stepped back. "I'm sorry, as I said. I shouldn't have bothered you." It was just a stupid coincidence, not a sign that someone else she knew had come to the city. It wasn't this stranger's fault that he wasn't Caspian and had no idea who she was.