She smiled as well. "I'm from London - Finchley, anyway. 1942, though, in my case." Susan turned the cup in her hands and glanced up at him. "But we didn't come directly from there." Could she possibly tell him about Narnia? Or would he think she was mad?
"Yes, I don't think I could have coped if Ed wasn't here." The middle two Pevensies were closest to each other, not just because of age but also through similar temperaments. They would often just have to glance at each other to know what the other was thinking. "He's been showing me how things work nowadays."